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    hope

    inside the stillness I can abidemelancholy exists here a humbling placeyour life slowed down within feeling portraitsof where you've been and where you're goingcarefully I reviewsadness grows wearymy thoughts worrydeep in my hollow spaces there is timegreeting me in...

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    Be Careful

     You want to know what my day is looking likeNo, you don't. You really do not wanna knowIf I had to describe my day in a colorIt would never be a blue dayViolet is too tenderThe only color I...

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    sadness

    sending thoughts out upon highhear me God, my Fatherwith sighs I say my prayersa whisper and a calmbeautiful stillness in the chaosI'm neither here nor therethings have slowed down and I pauseto reflect on your smile and the day...

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    • Brenda, I cannot imagine the pain you’re going through. Losing a parent is nothing compared to losing a child. My heart and prayers with you. You can do him justice now for holding onto all the memories and writing about them. I hope that helps a lil’.

      Daniel

      • hello Daniel thank you for the love I don’t want to quit writing but I can’t get past my sadness in it 💕

    • Your beautiful tribute Brenda is heavenly. My thoughts go out to you. xo

      • thank you graciously dearest Keith I don’t want to be sad anymore but it occurs to me I am altered I deeply appreciate your presence and love here 💕

    • Powerfully penned, Brenda. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • hello beautiful Angel thank you what a tender and loving song…it’s very hard I keep remembering the day he was born and his milestones I miss him…I want to quit being sad but I don’t know how…I appreciate you listening 💕

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    Improvise

    A guiding light cutting through the dark Solitude making these years seem long Fuzzy suggestions are capable of spark Sometimes truth gets written into song   Always a little fuel remaining in the tank With production costs continuing to rise People forced to walk the fucking...

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    • Comes off to me as someone fighting depression. Finding away to move forward. Or maybe that’s just me hehe.

      Great ink

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Nick. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I’m sure depression is one of the crucial ingredients in the mix. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Life is hard because of those rich fucks in Washington. Great piece. Well said!

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Keith. So glad you connected with the write my friend. They sure as hell don’t help matters. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Fantastic work. Powerful.

    • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Angel. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Thanks for your continued support. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • Omg, there are so many layers to this one. I read the comments above mine & saw where each came from. This one is a head tilted, brain-teaser. I see isolation, slight inspiration skirting around the edges, darkness peering though & the inevitability of death. I haven’t figured out an improvisation for that one yet. My daughter has decreed I’m not allowed to die though. Not sure that’s gonna workout for her but she says “that’s a you problem, figure it out.” If you know a cheat code on that, I’d be grateful if you’d share, my friend

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I think you’re pretty much spot on in your analysis, there are multiple elements in there for sure. Usually is in my writes. lol. I don’t know a cheat code, I don’t think there is one. Appreciate you.

        Damian

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    Duck Pond Debbie

    I met duck pond Debbie before computersbefore answering machinesbefore...well, I better stop.I'm not sure met is the right word.I was five years old (maybe four, maybe six)Life hadn't beaten the crap out of me yet,so I was friendly and...

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