Rain falls like time.Cold, stinging,Biting into bonePlanting its flag. Time can healAnd yet,Time can also ruinWhat’s been built. Rain gives growthAnd yet,Rain can also washAway somethingOnce so full of life. Memories like lightningStrike trees of emotionFears like thunderEcho through imagination. What kind of terror is this?What kind of power?How do two standThe test of one […]
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I’m tired of the voices outside my head;Caught between contradiction of tongues;Receiving what’s not been asked for,from those who I wouldn’t dare imitate. How much blood must be spilt on the pagefor their satisfaction? How many mapped-out plans, and goals stated, so intricatelyarticulated, will stop them from one more,“Yes, but have you thought of…?” I
Her heart is a song that holds my hand. Her brown eyes pierce my soul, familiar, but mysterious. She’s outwardly shy, with a wild fire inside; she often hides it, but I can see. She’s painted in shades of passionate gentleness, soft strength, brave innocence, and beautiful hope. Through all the troubles of the world,
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