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Read MoreShe lies therenaked, still,silentlegs parted like memory.Breasts fall sideways,eyes sealed,skin pale,blotched,creped,the blush long gone.We played this game often when skins were warmNowher skin is cold,I touch the silence.my Siren sleepsour long desirebreathes its last.ThenA thought enters my mindtravels down...
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A dark and beautiful piece, dear Peter! Leave her body alone, your siren is calling for you from another dimension!
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Elke…. lovely comment.💋
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Read MoreI trap memories in versescribbling in my sleepetching them so deeply...they become permanent marksfading slowly over time...leaving beautiful scars it's a medication...needed to survive{pre}scribed for internal healingit comes with no deadening propertiesno sedatives...but it's my personal narcotic I won't deny the...
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I second this addiction. I feel lost and unfocused if I do not write.
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Buncha word junkies up in here…as it should be
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I third this addiction.
I love the written word..mine and others.
Great write,right,rite,wright….lol
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Love the word play there! Thank you, Peter
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Very relatable Willow. Thank you for sharing 💕
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I figured I’d be preaching to the choir here. Thank you, Drieks 😊
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Brilliantly penned, Willow. Into the book it belongs! Infectious vibe your words and the musical arrangement my friend. It’s the one addiction that I feed and I refuse to kick. You summed it up well as you always do. Loved this one Willow. Excellent work. Appreciate you.
Damian
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I think this addiction is more healing than harming. It’s how we clear headspace and reset. About whatever is naggin’ the noggin. I knew you would feel this one too. Thank you, my friend
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You express perfectly what most of us here feel, dear Willow! It’s the same with me – I scream, weep, bleed and laugh my soul onto the paper.
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We are a special breed. I’m just glad we have a little safety bubble here. Thank you, Elke
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It’s horrific, that ‘silent scream’, the self-reflection not seen in the mirror, the expression held inside. I hear your pen, Willow. It’s LOUD!!! But I welcome it. Let the ink flow, make Rorschach’s of rage across the page. Just know, you are seen!
Curt
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As long as I’m “screaming,” no need to worry. If I suddenly stop…check for a pulse. Thank you, Curt
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Brilliant work.
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I don’t run the pen. It runs me, girl. As Shrek said…Better out than in. Excise the wounds so they can heal clean. Thank you, girl. You wield a mighty pen yourself
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Thank you, Thomas
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Read Moreon syths and dark artistryvenom spilled and harlotryit is mystics gift to feel everything as the night deepens and dark descendsmy soul wanders my life to defendlooking at ghouls and madmenundefined creatures of the horde sanity kept deep withinmy sanctuary is...
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Happy Halloween, this is so good. I like how you were telling us now to whisper to demon kind because it is obscene.
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hello beautiful Fia thank you for the love on this… tis the spirit of the season ❤️
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Hauntingly penned, Brenda. That’s a Halloween story my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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thank you graciously dearest Damian I appreciate you ❤️
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Read MoreOn Halloween our lane travels to many a year agoelectricity it vanishesand only the hearths and candles glow Gaslights burn dim and wise where vehicles no longer park trees grow twice their size beneath the moonlit dark Sidewalks revamp themselves in brick the leaf strewn...
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hello dearest poet a beautiful Halloween it is you’ve captured the spirit with a masterful flow I’m dressing up today to be part of the fun ❤️
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Thank you for the read and comment, my friend. I hope you have an enchanted time!
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hello dearest poet it is said cats are guardians mine are eyes where I can’t see and when they die they stay released for corporeal confines good write ❤️
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Maybe she is tempting you one last time. good write.