You know it's easier swallowing nails,
when one's own feelings won't go down like simple ale,
bruises are heavy upon skin wonder brail –
When does light return from lingering hell?
Kindly y
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Let mine ears hear the greatest fantasy to tell,
could really use a happier ending tale,
Yet – mind always must ponder: did they ever exist beyond curtail?
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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...
