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Let us walk this winter
through ghostly, timberland athenaeum, -
Like a rustic, hickory hoofed dining chair
one cabriole abbreviated,by Blah Blah Blah 205 lines, 7 comments, on Nov 21 5:24 AM. In Pain, Personal, Traitor, Friendship, Loss, Regret -
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Insecurities,
like hand me down -
Nestle between spaces,
spoon commas, snuggle brackets, -
Posing upon straws of sun
I side-skip golden tightropes, -
It is here that you rest.
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I pause in clause... Oh lord of connectives! Leash my thoughts and walk the scenic route to rumoured sanity. Make sense from the marking of my territory.
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Platelets of time, clot.
Regret reawakensby Blah Blah Blah 70 lines, 4 comments, on Oct 29 12:09 AM. In Pain, Personal, Parents, Abuse, Life Goes On -
Sprinting,
her mouth overtakes reasonby Blah Blah Blah 48 lines, 11 comments, on Oct 18 6:08 AM. In Personal, Scribbles, Nervousness, Devious -
Fronded water’s edge;
Pondering the pond -
Red and blue veins of unresolve
seem to divide us, -
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Ley my strands of voice fall gently,
onto the silent chordsby Blah Blah Blah 32 lines, 17 comments, on May 31 4:40 AM. In angst, life, love, pain, thoughts, personal, sentimental -
Our lives are a pulse,
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Fettered in suspected
counterfeit fervency, -
'Your music, deplorable.
Were it radioed from lungs
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