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what is love?
It seems to me
that people forget those around them
are human too
we feel
we break
we heal
but we cannot see see through ..
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letting ink spill as it flow,I could set forest aflame with steamy words,or let anger burn like hot coals.let it flow as ink stained parchment pages ..
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All of my Words Unspoken linger between this text and I am a wavering line n myself.
I spill my ink like blood -sometimes it's wary and I relish m..
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Just like clouds they forecast the coming rain You can tell the wind, by the rustling of leaves And the direction there of,by swaying branches of tree..
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Watching a couple of crows playing around in the woods, swoopingin low after each other, I wonderif they ever slam into the trees.There's an answer he..
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When my final shadows cling on desperately Where I fight formidable battles to merely hold the light
I send you loving vibrations and soul sustenan..
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Another brilliant mind wasted Ego bruised, still he stands tall Burdens of the past sit heavy on his shoulders
Disease tearing him apart Infected..
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Protect those with a fragile heart,so it may never know true heart brake.
protect those with impressionable hearts and minds,my they never be mis..
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”I can hear the clinging sound of chains hitting the ground Wounds once bound around my heart Part- It's a new start It's kinda like your art
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Light work
”Putting pen to paper is my therapy,the essence of my soul laid bare with fresh ink
speaks poetry fluidly.
Love unrequited deco..
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