"Pluto's Gate"

Too many reasons

Not enough though this time

I feel blind

A servant

Without a master


The harder I try to feel

The more I laugh

Burnt by loss

Salt tasting

Surplus coughs


The keeper of Pluto's gate

Hung his head low

Don't feel like

You need to be sorry

I know it's

Not your nature

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Maybe writing is the reason your here. In any case I felt very moved by this poem. It really felt the words they were very discriptive.