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Heart leaping throat,
flame pulls closer up rope,
yet -
I'm the one sinking beneath false hope,
fear glides over old holes,
with every day futures untold -
though eyes keep a secret to survive the battle's stronghold -
your arms give me comfort to grasp ahold,
when mine angry world shutters me down deep dark holes...
take me instead,
within your loving fold.
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Between Actuality & a Psychotic Embrace
PoetryA collection of my own combined styles of - Macro Poetry & QuoteArt, which = MacQuote Poetry. I will try my best to have new additions every week from my on-going-twisted-love-affair of writing poetry. For all the support and encouragements you al...
