*Mine chest burning to cry,
wear face none recognize. you won't ever figure out...
water surface body hums about...
immensely hard to read,
metaphorical cuts refuse a drop released. twist at every turn with no clear truth
_simply a cause without abstruse.
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Between an Antidote & a Dreary Phase
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...