![The Black Toxin](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/91b4fe047d3af5a8f4afc6a99faebce3.jpg) |
The Black Toxin ~
Insipid black toxin,
that enters the
crevice,
of my heart's hidden
chamber.
It flows in a stream
that's ..
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![Passion's Expression ~ Reflections](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/c2e417a50344578c9b975e415771b69f.jpg) |
A response to a friend, who asked me about the true mark of passion.
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![Time's Distorted Page](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/640b709c7d0b4c7257b071ae0e0c86e3.jpg) |
Time is only told through a distortion ~
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![Song of Conscience](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/b06cb09d8401f4069255ffcbc8789b86.jpg) |
Song
of Conscience ~
A story-
a trickling through
the piano,
a euphoric tongue,
which licks a
sailor's sore wounds,
a gentle..
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![Time is a Crystallized Dragon](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/8bc0d8dcaa71357d3a274365a31f354a.jpg) |
Time
is a Crystallized Dragon ~
Time is a curse to our humanity,
it feasts on our fears and is Hell,
flesh tearing, bone hungry mons..
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![Misery](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/8656b12556f2e75181af54b0be35c531.jpg) |
Misery
~
Darkness
prevailed with its meanings,
And
I felt its poisoned touch,
And
then I knew the truth . . .
My
destiny was..
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![God Save Us From Ourselves](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/c63e4934f13465afa5ef7be6f9d1ad37.jpg) |
Sometimes the worst enemy that we face is our own souls, and may God keep us from our natural failings ~
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![Song of my Humanity](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/52e122f8df18f3aaf9c935be725c3e06.jpg) |
What does it really mean to be human, and what beauty can abide in it?
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![The Hidden Beauty Within My Hands](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/34ace34507dd688744f6e2a59dbcab89.jpg) |
This piece of poetry is dedicated to the artist ~
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![Complete](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/55c7efeffc6812ea8fb2d783a2ccbffb.jpg) |
~ Complete ~
A/N: Why do I write pieces that milk my
tears?
I
can’t explain it . . .
What
will forever be to us, at the end..
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