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    Mean

    When you finally saw me Actually, saw meThere could be no other between us, you said Passions Inferno was a blaze.Demons dance, enjoying their bodies intertwined.Angel tears blessed the union Then it was goneWithdrawn as if the ultimate sin was committedNailed to...

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    • hello beautiful Fia this is so passionate and painful I only hope it is fiction love can be cruel 💕

    • Powerfully penned, Fia. Simply amazing write my friend, you changed it up a little on this one. Excellent! Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • Awww, Fia =(

      How poignantly vivid your pen has laid its sorrows’ disappointments upon our hearts … so many times we’ve gone through such relatably plaintive ache, yet, your poetic emotion expresses it all so vividly, as though it could be any one of us experiencing your own moments of disquiet.

      “Love is a demon’s creation.
      It obscures and twists the mind,
      That being in complete submergence is good.”

      Oh, yes! Nothing’s like LOVE it when it’s good, when all is wine and roses; for, love shall seek not but for its own satisfaction. It will bend and twist you, and shine and dim upon you, while holding onto those within its grip. And, there is no single answer to the question of what love really is, but I have learned that when love is in control, there are no guarantees.

      I so admire the smoothness and imagery with which you paint emotions, feeling, and thoughts upon the canvas our minds, hearts, and souls … the hallmarks of a true artist’s touch.

      Swearing we’ll never fall in-love again, our needs are far too deep not to.
      Beautiful work, Dear Poetess … thank you for sharing! ⁓ Richard🖌

      Superb artwork choice:
      (V2L1, add an apostrophe to Passion’s)

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    innocence with the talented Ambjr

    You enter my pride, tearing me free of my egostripping me bareNude feelings trembleunder your stoic gaze lets peel it back slowlike there’s somethin worthy underneatheven tho we know there’s nothinbut skin scars and warnin signs Your eyes penetrate, burning my...

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  • As A Means To Prosper

    Everything’s going up in smoke tonight Temperature is rising from the fire below Speaking in curses to mask such delight While momentum has started to plateau   Positive thinking can only lead one so far Losing ground to a pack of assorted lies On the face...

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    • I know this was written in time passed, but I believe you’re saying you move to the beat of a different drum. I feel you, because so do I.
      Thank you for sharing this, Damian.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Alexandria. So glad you connected with the write my friend. You’re spot on, I knew I had company. You’re very welcome, and thank you for commenting. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • I like how things are pulled from Damian’s vault. This is good.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Fia. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I thought all writers have a vault? Don’t tell me I missed another meeting. lol. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • This one took me somewhere…the smell of sulfur & the rising burn of hell beneath the feet. All I can say is, they spread their propaganda but nothing’s stopping us from spreading truth. Who knows what could happen when enough voices shout it? Your vault must be a gold mine, my friend

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Keen observation skills and a great sense of smell, you possess there. There is nothing stopping us from spreading the truth, it’s all I strive to do. My writing is so steeped in exposing the truth, even as a young writer, once I found my calling I knew it. So you can count me in. The vault has some good stuff in there, it also is the resting place for some not so good writes. In all honesty, I’m a hoarder I don’t even through my worst stuff away. Some have been known to be retooled and rereleased, others can’t be saved, but they tell my journey as a writer. I am also sentimental. I still have my first notebook of work, from when I was 15 years old. And it was terrible. lol. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • You nailed it. Good writing.

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    touch

    interuppted covetousness exhaling deeply I sighmy thoughts careen within and I needhalted lust in stardust nightlonged to be touchedlanguishing in the deepness of beingbelieving it obscene I withdrawfeelings of lust present themselfentertaining the ideas I shytouching the edges of...

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