I always find myself face to face with my madness. Spewing senseless thoughts, my ability…
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…And she was stuck somewhere between the past and the present, reliving details of a…
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Sound vibrating slowly into my skin. Deep breathing desire, exhaling bliss. My trusting eyes closed.…
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Hi All, We oft find ourselves stuck in daily routine – filling our minds with…
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Contemporary poetry is a great form of expression because it creates tunnels. Lines waiting to…
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The skyline breathes cold, steel, iron air And I ravel instead in its lights. Unmoved…
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What if – Futile words I dare say What be – Empty in context t’was…
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Uncharted territory A maze that is the mind It creates, it alludes, it imagines It…
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Lack of words – A foreign concept achieved. The senses are the only explanation. Blank…
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The past? Wish it well Send gratitude for its lessons. Release painful memories and Allow…