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    The Poverty of My Reality

    Midsummer season on my wintry lips, these modern symptoms from antiquated sorrows.   The sunlight of acceptance, and midnight of isolation.   Youthful blushes and the wrinkles of experience, I have the free will to question my fate.   This wealth of imagination, and the poverty of my reality.   The...

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    • Your imagination is a beautiful flowering garden, you are a wealthy man, dear Daniel! Your wording is awesome. You are a master in using the stylistic device of contrasts!

    • Daniel this is sublime in its dark vision. You have so much to say in your poem here and I for one am really liking what you wrote. Though dark it has a flow that is mesmerizing.

      John

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    Schizophrenia

    There is a crack in my mind and everything flows into it. My head floods with such intensity, I drown in my own little world.   I look through my eyes, nothing is what it seems. Blinded I am from the truth. Lost... oh, so lost! Where...

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    Sunny Mania, Dark Depression

    I do not know anymore if you are dead or alive. Your moonlit face, no more can I recognize!   Your eyes are twin suns arisen, sometimes manic, sometimes depressed. Hibernating beneath your eyelids, over your nightscape a brilliant aurora!   As manic as the midnight sun, as depressed as...

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    Silent Ones

    𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓱𝓪𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓝𝓪𝓽𝓬𝓱𝓮𝔃 𝓘 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀𝓷 𝔀𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓻𝓪𝓽𝓽𝓵𝓮 𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓲𝓷𝓼 𝓸𝓻 𝔀𝓪𝓲𝓵 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓷𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽. 𝓣𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝔀𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓲𝓵𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓸𝓷𝓮𝓼, 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓹𝓲𝓻𝓲𝓽𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓾𝓷𝓯𝓲𝓷𝓲𝓼𝓱𝓮𝓭 𝓫𝓾𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓭𝓮𝓮𝓹-𝓼𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓮𝓶𝓸𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓼. 𝓣𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝔀𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓬𝓸𝓵𝓭 𝓭𝓻𝓪𝓯𝓽 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮...

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    dread

    tis a bloody moon I seelicking its lips, the darkness tasting memy soul to weep unknownno one knows my tortured heartwith vacant stares they watchmy flesh to cry out to no availhell doesn't desire the guiltymy purified soul will...

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    • Hauntingly penned, Brenda. A powerful dark write my friend. Appreciate you.

      Damian

      • hello dearest Damian thank you for the love here it’s deeply appreciated ❤️

    • My word, you really have entered into the spirit of this most hauntingly chilling time of year .. Bravo & likewise awarded the 🖤 of horror .. Kindest Regards, Neville 😎👍

      • hello dearest Neville dark writing is a thing of mine I’m happy you enjoyed this…I always write what is on my mind I think it’s nightmares thank you for the great comment ❤️

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