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NAVINA posted in the group National Poetry Month
A RED INVITATION
I love the way it feels
When no one sees
These miserable hills
A dark sky… hidden in black seasCan you see where I am? (Where I am?)
This place understands….
It knows my story… how it began…
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Falling…. Is a Red In-vi-tation….PRE-CHORUS:
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Read MoreOne more reason to give up on God and the Marilyn Monroe tattoo upon her thigh would peel from her skin...laughing Begging for mercy horror’caust and what price desire when her purse is empty? So far, so fast, so fierce singing ‘auf wiedersehen’ to the last of the international Berlin...
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Dear R,
This for me, makes me think of all the relationships that want desperately to succeed but are doomed from the start. Especially the ones fueled by addiction. The edgy gritty feel throughout this write is relatable for anyone trapped inside this carousel nightmare. I like the dark fast pace of this write. H 🌷
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Powerfully penned, Ghosteen. Another excellent write with amazing storytelling my friend. Nicely done. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Fia Naturie posted in the group National Poetry Month
A little dream
Clouds rolling in softly
Delicately like a purr
Wrapped in warm cotton
Trailing thoughts of a time of tendernessInner eye awakens to a place
Where safety is given
Love is freely accepted
And a genuine smile is cherishedLet me not wake from this
Wanting to hold and be held
In a world of nonreality
Let me have…Read More - Load More Posts
The man of her dreams is sad and alone because of his drug addiction. Choices one makes…right.