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Read More“I’m dead inside,” you say. Like a graveyard at midnight. No mourners here to trod untrodden paths by your headstone. Soulless and moonlit, an empty body, a starless night sky. Heretic prayers, unheard, fall on silent winds. I call your name, wordless in my incantation. I yearn to feel you breathe inside me. Take this lifeless carcass and...
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Read MoreThere is a glow within this storm.A dying eye of light so obvious,it lures me to come to it.As light is soundless,it is a silent beacon fire.I will cleave through this fog with faith!So, within the absence of sound,I...
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Read MoreThe world is anorphan's broken toy.Heart like a ferrel hog,untamed by cages andstarvation.The depth of misery andelation sink dripping teethinto ripe peaches.Come on in.Ignore the floating, bloatedbodies.There's a pool of Shalomsomewhere.We all want to be healed.
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Thank you.
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We all want to be healed. That is the truest thing I’ve read today
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Thank you, Willow.
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Powerfully penned, Thomas. Excellent write, I relate to this one and concur my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Thank you, my friend
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Read MoreThey say time is grace.Others say she is a disgrace.Her hair grows long with time. And when a new opportunity comes,she trims it.And life moves on.They say she is cold and cruel. For she doesn't give us endless minutes.Never endless moments.Untill...
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This is a good prompt. I enjoyed this.
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Read MoreA weather vane, swiveled on its spindle, catching a cold breath of tomorrow.It was a wind that carried no sound, only the promise of change. Below, in thehushed valley, the world lay in wait. Only the winds knew how...
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shine on
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Thank you.
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The world is an Orphan’s broken toy. Now that is a line, Thomas