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    depression

    darkened understanding talk to meinside my solemn skygrey as slate and cold toothe blue of the moment shine throughbeside myself with griefmy soul seek to hidedeep within the crevices of midnightnothing to shine no mirrors to glarewith great trepidation,...

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    • This was beautiful, deep, and sad. An excellent read. Anyone who has experienced these feelings, knows these words too well. Thank you for sharing.

      • hello dearest Brandon good afternoon thank you graciously I usually don’t like to share these it touched my heart you found beauty even here❤️

    • hello dearest Damian depression is that heavy feeling I really don’t like to write about it but sometimes it’s just there thank you my friend for bearing with me ❤️

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    play

    mannacle thought, make it your bitchdon't allow time, to give you lipnever hesitate demand your wayyour ego speaks for itself not one to be playedvixen be damnedshe's not the right onewhen there is nonetonight is yourstake midnight by the...

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    • The last line lands in a way that makes you want to reread this again, and let it linger. This caught my breath.

      • hello dearest Brandon good morning thank you graciously I’m happy you like it ❤️

    • This reads almost like an invocation, a chant of summoning. Much enjoyed this. As Brandon said, it invites rereading 🧡

      • hello beautiful Willow thank you lovely one I appreciate you thoughts these just uncurrents of feeling rising ❤️

    • Powerfully penned, Brenda. Excellent write with dark undertones my friend. I concur with Willow and Brandon. Amazing read. Appreciate you.

      Damian

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    conjure

    intriguing darkness, spilling from my lipsdripping like a liquor, enough to intoxicateyour mind spins and you shake off the feelinga seduction is ocurringthe more I talk the more enamored you becomewords tingle the sensespower rolls from the tongueI'm into...

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    • I’ve never tried to trace back how long ago withes emanated from the past. This poem shows the power that one can have when it comes to lust. Something as old as time itself.

      Nice one Crimsin, with great picture that conjures up the mystique of the poem.

      • hello dearest Tim thank you graciously for such a lovely and thoughtful comment ❤️

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    faithful

    in the darkness found flawedmy heart full, should be bitterregretful need, keeps me faithfulsacred understanding, of a man mine to guardit is with passion I utterenchantments made to make you suffertiny doubt has vanishedmy choice made, I walk down...

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    • “today people are disposable items
      a treasure to some trash to another”

      This is one of those poems that you can see things plainly and relate it to what is happening right now. nicely done;)

      • hello lovely Fia thank you graciously yes it sad how quick we are to push someone away ❤️

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