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Read MoreWhat happened to your heart?It used to be so strong.When did these damn nightsget so fuckin longYou're my Lady of ashes,and I'm all burnt up.You threw me in the fire;And my soul has had enough.I've had enough...I've had enough,I've...
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Thank you.
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Powerfully penned, Thomas. The longing is felt in your words, amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Thanks. Much appreciated.
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Thank you so much.
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Read MoreI am tired with the word what do you do for a livingA question whose answer will take you away from meBecause I am not productive enoughYes I have not collected much stones recentlyLike penguins do on an islandBut...
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Thank you. 🙂
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I like what I do, but it is quite maddening to spend so much time at work. And really with work it’s all you work and hope to have a good day and maybe it will or maybe it will be shitty. Just feels so repetitive after awhile. Some days I just want to run off screaming.
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It is not the work itself. It is how we are perceived of what we do.An economist for example does not become friend with someone that works at client service. Let alone have him a lover. We are percieved as work and that is quiet disturbing.
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I find it disturbing as well. It takes the humanity out of the work place.
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Yes.
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Read MoreThe ballroom music softly filled my head.And figures appeared before my hand.Classy gowns,upside down frowns. And fancy clothes all around.A ballroom dance,newfound romance.Is what my heart remembers and found. Once upon a December,I remember it well.I was going there,near my wishing...
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Read MoreThe Hell within… was sparked by traumatic events. The Hell within my mind… was seared into my memory. The Hell within my heart… is the locomotive force of my writing. The Hell within… will remain as I refuse what was my heaven!
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I really appreciate that, Adira. I know I could comment more. Im just not much of an analyst lmao! Just a writer haha. Doesn’t mean I don’t read your work. Again, 😊 thanks!
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Powerfully penned, Daniel. Amazing write, you’re a very authentic writer my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Read MoreThe shadow I cast at night, is that of my soul on fire. The shadows of my passion, cast onto the faces of others. The shadow of a tall flame, one that rises the more it consumes. The shadows within… cast themselves...
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Powerfully authentic, Daniel. Amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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A true fan you are! Appreciate you!
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So much sadness and longing in few words. Well written, brother.