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These gut feelings are repulsive,
harboring poignant emotion. anticipating every turn to be explosive;
Oh, can you hear? echoes pulsating about mine head,
I can show fear. this has but one shade of cataclysmic red;
There's an entire organized sickness,
boldly growing through piled ashes
mess. Wholeheartedly swallows desires which fuel
me. alters beholder's insightful
beauty. trapping imagination under newest ingenuity
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freedom is destiny's ultimate cruelty //
everything insinuates. heart refuses to wait //
finally make this world acclimate. to my endeavoring mental state.
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PoetryMy second Edition of a variety of Poetry feelings. For all the support and encouragements you all share with me - I do humbly appreciate all that you say and do. The feeling I get when another writer comments, or votes is imperial to how I interr...
