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With old patterns faltering in the wake of time, serving him less and less; desperation creeps, then slowly sets in.
Searching for something real t..
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Why is it
So much easier
To hate him
Than try to
Understand
Why he did it
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I remember those winters well; when the world turns a negative shade of grey, the suns vibrance diminishes to a bright, blinding white and the cold ..
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He wanders aimlessly through worlds of destruction; mist colored mountains, too blinded to see. A victim of self-induced misfortune, an inflicter of p..
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She watches the water
Flow lazily by her window
Gently being pulled
By the slow moving current
Offering further proof
In the power of connect..
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The parking lot was full
Spilling over onto the boulevard
Hearse at the ready
To lead the procession
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02 in the shade
Suffocating humidity
N..
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Within her circle of stones
She drifts back to that place
Casting out shadows
Demons handsome face
Once lost in his darkness
A labyrinth of d..
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She was relaxing on the sofa, her mind slowly unwinding, from a week of insurmountable stress; nothing compared to what the following promised; stil..
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Some call it Macumba; an ancient religion that involves altered states of consciousness, ecstatic trances; the unlocking and opening of doors to other..
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With only the light of the full moon to guide her, Jade slowly made her way through the underbrush, as she followed the cry in the dark. She felt ce..
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