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Hello to all my fellow enthusiastic and effervescent writers!For the last few months, I have been deeply engrossed in wrapping up my latest novel, Gue..
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A collaboration between Elisa Laura and Matt Sayer
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Tenebrous nights, encased in all black,No longer bleed terror, for you have my back.The tundra Antarctic; a blaze born in Hell,No discordant weather d..
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Petals prance like deer in spring,Caressed by gusts of butterfly wing,In evergreen trees the hummingbirds sing,In tune with bees: love's honey-sweet s..
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Floating, adrift, my anchors aweigh,No flotsam to cling to, no shore swims my way,But send me no rescue; I'm happy to ride,These currents of madness, ..
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Dancing, prancing, twirling on high,Our feet leave the floor to tickle the sky,Limbs intertwined like soul-mated snakes,We'll fly to the stars, whatev..
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Bifold eyes that never blink,A flattened belly made to slink,Claws that hide behind soft fur,A siren's song: that saccharine purr.Morn's first rays an..
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Why do I dream fondly of the miseries I've fled?The old and rotten sorrow tastes so sweet inside my head.Am I masochistic? Or just a touch insane?Shou..
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You say sad, I say reflective.You think I'm sinking--that's a matter of perspective.Your ocean is my armour; I wear it to stay sane,Your desert my sou..
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Sweat-slick skin in hot proximity,Puppets strung by the blood-rush beat,A crowd of one, all hearts in tune,Except for mine. Forgive me, my sweet,But I..
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