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Read MoreThat voice which dances amongst the beating chambers of your heartstrings. The harp's tune, now tickled, notes reach their staff to descend upon their bass.
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Read MoreWith cold dead hands, a ghost I am to you alone now. With cold dead hands that are unseen, unfelt, and unanticipated. With cold dead hands, my visits are unknown to you making you shiver, and lips embalmed in ice. With cold dead hands, I will call...
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With cold dead hands you wrote an amazing poem! Great piece, my friend!
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Danke schon (no German keyboard haha)
With cold dead hands I feel that fire still within! Haha.
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Read MoreThis body! A living, breathing corpse! May my home become my tomb. Have I been entombed alive all this time? Buried with windows of sunlight, Looking out over the trimmed grass of my grave. Where the name on my mailbox is a...
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Very dark visual. I can see this. Nice
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Read MoreYour love is a daggerso plunge it deep into my heart.I cannot stand and do not want mere surface.Drive your blade indont pull it out.Know that in time my heart will absorb itand absorb you. And my legs will part...
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this made me smile dearest Benny great write 💕
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Your smile made me smile…thanks for reading.🙏
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I enjoyed the playful, lightly sinister nature of this. Admittedly, no.. I didn’t see that couplet coming lol.
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A thought provoking writing, my friend. What will be after death? Will there be anything at all?
I think that the afterlife is a kind of stopover that gives us the opportunity to rest and to reflect until we reincarnate again. Havan and hell are no places but other expressions for the light and the Shadow within all human beings.
Sehr schön geschrieben, Daniel!
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Interesting. You feel the fire of life from cold, dead hands