From the Cracks They CreepA Poem by AdaAn expression of realisation.I have seen demons emerge from street shadows; bleak, writhing mutations wearing human skin pustulant pockmarks infecting kaleidoscope scenes. The Earth's gifts can reveal truth that slithers between this realm and the next. Tread softly with a pure flame and keep the company of angels.
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StatsAuthorAdaAboutI was born in another world, another time. There have been many of me, a new self for every moment that has been, could’ve been, or never was. A time wanderer and a weaver of worlds, creation ef.. more..Writing
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