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    The Seasons of My Mood

    Regardless of summer joyousness, I will sense the overcast of wintry darkness.   Sometimes I will feel happiness, yet there is that which lingers smotheringly.   Always at the brim of my eyes is a teary shower   which glazes over my eyes and thunderous shouts...

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    • I’ve never thought of it as like seasons before, but now that I have it is a strangely accurate description, especially when it feels more unpredictable. Maybe I should invest in an emotional tornado shelter.

      • A shelter from emotional tornadoes would be medication coupled with therapy… take it from me! lol

    • Powerfully penned, Daniel. Incredible write my friend. Appreciate you.

      Damian

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    A Nice Night For An Evening

    It was a nice night for an eveningBut the moon's thoughts were deceivingProviding light while giving coverInnocent victims soon will sufferA couple out for a romantic dateDinner and drinks the vibe was greatBut on the way home after leaving...

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    A Mother’s Hug Goodnight

    Frigid, calm front hides in northern winds, the vast sky of my bedroom dims. Stream in winter Iced over, mother’s embrace letting go at bedtime.   Still raining, sky’s dark pillow, eyelids become anchors, smothering.   The cold front blanketing these damp lids, peacefully covers the coming storm.

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    The Train

    A damp purple sky died slowly into night. Rain fell over the space port rail junction. The wet rails shone like knives in the white artificial light.   The leech-trains rolled in, bleeding passengers onto the platforms, sucking up those who...

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    Shorts from Library of Unwritten Love Letters

    Adventures in the Skin Trade    Baggage kneels heavy on our hearts  late night Hotel porter lays two suitcases  underneath a broken neon sign.  It crackles ‘For Lost Lovers Only’    Crush my burning lips as ashes  coil bed sheets into sailing knots,  let's shelter in our skin...

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