Broken Reality
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Single MomentA Poem by Broken RealityThere was a deer that laid to rest upon the ground, in a silhouette. His tree stood high, old and mighty, in the forest long forgotten by simple m.. |
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WiccaA Poem by Broken RealityI do not sit in a pewlistening to one person speakfrom another man’s words.My church stands in the forestwindowed by red maple treesdoing good a.. |
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conversation between unspoken wordsA Poem by Broken Realitytext: “are you awake?”read: do you still think about mewhen you lie awake in your bed?read: why don’t you whispersweet nothings in m.. |
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PoisonA Poem by Broken RealityPassion overflowing, like oil spilling into the ocean. Uncontrollable desire to hold an umbrella in a thunderstorm. Thickening flame, a third deg.. |
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The Good StuffA Story by Broken RealityThe night had been slow, and the bartender was the only one left. She was finishing up the dishes when she heard the door creak open. An old man wal.. |
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The One That Slipped Slipped AwayA Story by Broken RealityI saw her sitting under the willow tree where the leaves split and the lake could be seen. I walked up to her, almost instinctively, wondering if.. |
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