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A raucous chord disturbs the air a dissonant sound, it floats. It floats, alone, then fades away. Another pluck, an act of friction, more are on t..

an angel whispers in my ear of fiery paths and darkness...

It started with the first line...then the second...then the rest just tumbled out and out and out...

the sudden death of a love. written when i realised what robert frost meant when he wrote 'out-'

Story about HIV and how it can affect young people and their attitudes toward it...

i dreamed this...i haven't finished the complete dream, but after I do, I think I'll continue...

I bear witness to the marriage of Anguish and Art my tears smear the words of my smitten sonnet as my heart strives the more for redemption. I stan..

when things seem to be falling apart...

harnessing not my experiences, but my emotions...

a lover waxing spensarian...