red.evangeline
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Black DogA Poem by red.evangelinethis - wretchedthing this - ghost of a shadow of athing this - nameless thing that stalks me,has stalked me since the white blur of childhood optimism.. |
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skin deepA Poem by red.evangelineI sometimes wonder what it would be liketo have that thing called peace of mindto be someone whowasn't in a constant state of comingundoneit seems so .. |
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childhoodA Poem by red.evangelinechildhood is a field of blossoming flowers an old two-story house covered in splintered wood, and the way sunlight filters through a broken window .. |
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on meditationA Poem by red.evangelinearound me, only silence...inside me - waves that roil and crash and are never quiet |
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humanA Poem by red.evangelinethe World made them lesshuman bodies heaped upon one another shapeless, seethingclingingtoan almost imperceptiblelight |
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what is madness?A Poem by red.evangelinewhat is madness?a horizon that recedes forever,a brightly colored oblivion,a fever, hummingwithin |
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