If memories could bleed and dreams could scream, then what would it take to truly redeem.
If fantasied could lie and nightmares could cry, then what would it take to make emotions die.
If sobs could snarl and ambitions could smile, then what would it take to live with guile.
If my heart was aligned and my mind rewind, then what would it take to have them combined?
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Simply: Third Collection of Poetry
Poetry"I hope my thoughts reach you like blown kisses." My best and newest collection of poetry featuring My Worn Soldier, Anew and Shared Scars as well as a selection of fused poetry from my now deleted first collection. Enjoy please. Wish me luck in t...
