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    Time

    Can't the future just wait?Can't we pause time and enjoy the ride?Instead of trying to run and hide? So what if we are a little late?We were just kids,now we are adults.And time seems to fly by faster. This year has...

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    reap

    in your unhinged state you miss somethingto caress a notion and really feelthe darkness greets do you yet know your Mistress?strung along on vowel and vowgripping tongue of mirthyou stir and then departgrazing the lustthen never fulfillingcovetous need face...

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    nostalgia

    for those that came before, I weepthe ones that altered my soulthose I loved and hatedyou changed menostalgia grips me and I crymisty tears for you poetswho taught me to writeand gifted me with a thicker skinyou set me...

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    • This is a heartfelt tribute to your friends. Lovely

      • I was just looking back last night over the years how people influenced me you at Starsrite do as well thank you lovely lady ❤️

    • Beautifully penned, Brenda. Excellent tribute my friend, some people come into our lives to change it for the better. At least that’s been my experience. Appreciate you.

      Damian

      • thank you graciously dearest Damian it was all worth the experience even seeing some fade they find my heart often ❤️

    • Ahh, Brenda, I think our days in the Underground molded and changed us all in some fashion. You will always be my leather thigh high stiletto boot stomper. Nobody lays down fire like you. There’s a lot of echoing back to us still, isn’t there from those halls? I found my fierce…in no small part by watching you rock it out so fearlessly. Love you, girl 🧡

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    Crawling Chaos In-between

    Croaking sky, her clouded eyesspeak no more my wet rock homethunder-clap for pain & prizepeace within this patient stormfeathered crowning starry shinebrimstone shores our fleshy leakblazing calm through battered timemellowed from her salted peakcrooning zenith siren headsickle moon reaps...

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