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I was once asked if I was in love and how I knew it was love. Here is my response:
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Mother
Nature sits with her orange, red and yellow palette
The
world is falling asleep with me cradled in its arms
It
whispers something no..
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Two ideas clashing
These diverse points of view
greatly crashing
In waves to merge with knowledge
relapsing
The ego sets the mind frame r..
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I want to rearrange the pieces of
my body.
To remove and inlay beautiful
artistic patterns,
Show the world a mural of color,
shimmer and ..
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Phantom
Lover Pt.2
Her
weeks had been busy blurs of work and home life- her comforting
routine in place. It had been 3 since the specter ..
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Phantom
Lover Part 1
Her
long week had finally come to an end. She let out a sigh of relief
as she stepped out into the cool night air and in..
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Grey vortexesI have traveled throughI have been thrown throughI have catered toRelentlesslyCould it be?That they are my comfortMy fate within this mad..
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Laying upon the cold, hard groundI am awakened by a distant soundA sound that calls to me in a voice so sweetThat into it my soul begs to retreatI pus..
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Proverbial winds gust,A philosophical magic I once knew.Through my being, I identified,A dream, a moment I dared to trust.Clockwork girl, all dials an..
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Transitioning;Shape-shifting through memories,I became a hunter of the night.Beneath the moon and beyond the trees,Racing through the astral reveries,..
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