My darkest colours consume
in the absence of luminosity
from comfort's hand
And malignant murmurs
eat away at any serenity
when trepidation
holds sway
Shroud falls over vision
Stumbling stupid amongst
silent threats within
a perplexed psyche
Battle bravely beyond
what wisdom will subdue
Tear down the terror
that withering within resides
Yet...
I cannot lift
this burdened veil




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This is such a wonderful spoken piece in sullen stride. Powerfully perplexed in thought and depth of imagery. Smooth, and so well woven dear!!! Great write!


Your use of subtle alliteration is always enviable. Such a rhythmic feel to all your write. Totally entrancing every time. Great job on this sis. I give you GOLD!! *hands over trophy* 







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