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    tremble

    fear is its namedreaded unease is more than a feelingyou feel it deep within youyour stomach tightensand the dark enters ina sacred vow to be one of their legionin the darkness keep, mixing with the shadowsshowing no fear lest...

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    Big Red Button

    Come closer,listen.I need you to hear this.The world is at war.I know it is so,because truth was the first to fall.Fact has become fiction,fiction turned to fact.Seeing is no longer believing,and truth no longer matters.Everything is fake,everything a conspiracy,everything...

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    a raven's prayer

    spellbinding in an aloof moodnot suited for others companysilently casting on the windchanting internallylet this song be hearda daisy of affectiona dash of hope to landprotection hinder not the way of loveinteresting asylum, enchanted hearts under a vowseeking redemption...

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    For Nothing

      For years I felt I deserved whatever Karma had in store for me The physical pain, the sleepless nights, the troubles in the horizon For every mirror I broke I joked seven more were added to the curse When I reflected on...

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    • Powerfully penned, Wally. Excellent write my friend. I too have been there before brother. Appreciate you.

      Damian

      • Thank you Damian. I think as we grow older and see things in a different way, we come to understand our selves more. Glad this resonated with you.

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    Man In Multitudes

    Here comes the man of mirrorsThe mirrors on the man mirroring the roomWith the furniture having a conversationA painting on the wall:A horse trampling a bouquette of flowers Horses in me, and out of me, trampling the soul. A hand of...

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    • hello dearest ME I myself don’t know where my poems come from this a great glance into your soul ❤️

      • I believe my poems are a part of me. They come from my subconscious. 🙂
        Thank you my friend for reading and support! Highly apprecited! <3

    • Thank you, Damian! Highly appreciated “)

    • This is a hell of a write, my friend — very powerful; but I see a typo, I think, when you wrote, “In a battle of write and earse” when I believe that last word should be “erase,” yes?

      Also, you may not be aware of the big LISTEN button that now lives on this page and no doubt many more of yours as well as many others who labour but are not aware of our unwanted AI reader who has hitch-hiked on the work of everyone who has not attached the #excludetx tag to their work.

      • Thank you brother for reading and the comment. Also for both the correction and exclude tag. I appreciate it! “)

    • This is quite mind-blowing.

      I admire the punchy and reflective lines through each stanza.

      I can sense this is a personal piece, it describes an emotional journey taking place.

      It is enlightening and tragic at the same time.

      A pleasure to take in. x

    • Dude…This is a kick ass piece. Your writings always intrigue me.

    • That carries a stark rhythm, the triple negation (“no man shall endure nor beast”) gives it a biblical, almost covenantal tone. The phrase “monstrous loneliness” works well because it personifies isolation as something with appetite and form. Appreciate you.

    • A great mystery unfolds. The nature of the muse.
      Regards James

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