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Read MoreUnder the slumping shoulders of the cafe's awningI watched tiny rain circles loosely burst in puddleson the ground whilemy hair lightly waved fromSeptember's weary winds.Nat King Cole sang softly"A Blossom Fell,"on small hanging speakers when she strolled byquickly catching...
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Thank you, Crimsin
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Best revenge, live happily ever happy without them holding a place inside you. Easy to say, I know. Yet, writing it out is also great therapy and makes you breathe better. Our success comes from trial and error. You succeed regardless.
Write it out amigo.-
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Thanks very much for your comment, Styx.
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Beautifully penned, Tim. Amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Thanks very much, Damian.
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I note you still have it .. exquisitely poemed good sir .. Regards to both you n ya pen .. Neville
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I appreciate that, Neville, thanks. 🙂
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Read MoreGuttering flames of her red dress blazed into the hours after midnight, where she danced on the furthest table She could have been the train window girl who peeled me from the platform placed her ticket in the pocket astride my heart, our destination was...
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Read MoreThey say she used to live on Earth.And isn't an angel at birth.She lived a normal,ordinary human life. Untill a tragedy strike.They say after that,she passed on.And found a new home in the clouds. Wings had grown on her back.And her...
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Read MoreA flower of imperfection, I am, waning with the passing seasons. Springtime flowers budding to summertime flowering. this fall time senescence to wintertime death. Black flower of psychosis, withering in bloom and beauty withering. The season of fresh hallucinations is indeed upon me!
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Powerfully penned, Daniel. Amazing imagery my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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beautifully written I felt this 💕