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Read Moremy mind slips and I'm back to another place in timevoid of light I see youyou're the only glow I seehidden in the shade lest I frighten youchasing shadows from your dreamssacred heart of my visionaa star child left...
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Read MoreWhat a pretty thing to see words sing as the lights twirl and flash what a wicked thing to read words that bring rage to be ripped and slashed The pounding of the drum within my head beats endlessly in the silence of the...
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Thank you Damian😊
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Excellent write Fia.
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Thanks Peter 😊
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Extemporaneous and spontaneous! Your poem has stardust expertly thrown all over it. Akin to a lucid dream, the images and interpretations glide freely about, touching down for a mere second. This is the kind of write that gets better and better the more I read it and allow it to absorb. Fantastic piece, Fia.
Thank you for sharing this
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Thank you Detritus😊
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There’s so much power in a word. How they’re used is where the danger lies…or the beauty. Nope, there’s nothing nonsensical about this
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Thank you Willow😊
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Read MoreI know of an entity.He collects and feeds on negativity.When they see him,everyone run. Ever since his story took a turn.They say,he used to hang by a tall tree.And the tree had many apples. One side gold,the other side black.Friends are...
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Read Moresuck it up crybaby let the ghosts hammer allegrosagainst your ribs all nightlet them braid broken stringsinto a hangman’s ropewhile you mark the tempoand keep perfect time quit pressin your earagainst the floorboardslistenin for catastrophewastin your lifeso afraid you’ll miss itwhen...
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Powerfully penned, Fia. Excellent write with a musing vibe my friend. Amazing read as always. Appreciate you, Cuz.
Damian