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Read MoreAbsent lips cold without me. Eyes of brilliant sapphire dull without me. Voice of a harp speechless without me. Soulful innocence sorrowful continuance.
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Read MoreI've been a soldier all my lifeserved with honour,behind enemy lines.Fought ferocious battleswith limited weapons.Captured and tortured—more than once.Escaped my tormentors—more than once.Recaptured—more than once.Changed and scarred;fighting does that to you.Tired beyond tired,ageing rapidly,seeking peacebefore death.It’s confession time:my enemy...
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On going battle. Interesting work here.
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Powerfully penned, Peter. Excellent write my friend. Life often feels like a constant circle to me, everything eventually comes back around. This write made me think of that again, so thank you. Amazing work. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Thanks Damian for your considered comment.
I try not to over complicate or force my writing.A thought just arrives ( at strange moments) that needs to be explored.
For example, while waking this morning I had a simple thought which I haven’t quite been able to expand on…’what is actually real’…might have to work on this one.
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Read MoreI look into your tear-some eyes with profundity. I scout with a penetrating gaze and see your realm of watery graves. Those eyes of yours are the gates, beyond the reeking eyes is an abysmal mind. The anguish welled within, there I meet you to bathe...
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Sad, tragic, real. This is one heavy piece. Great work nevertheless
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Read MoreUnder the winter day’s whispery glow, all is quiet here. This is my shattering. No more hymns of breath. Just waiting beside my tombstone. Dressed wildly in vines of time. Had you been a ghost too, would you have noticed me? Must death be the only way? Bound now...
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Awesome! Great write. Love the atmosphere. Bookmarking this one.
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Excellent description. I can feel the pain. Great piece.