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Left a warrior traced...
upon mine face,
bluff counted as two -
if fed grams of sweetness,
would you think I'm too?
tears wash oneself towards a newer day,
broke away,
self adhesions... imprinted behind wiley sky
of grey;
left worthlessness to drown in past silence,
think how strained body layed night unto days... I only grimace;
Who was one kidding?
favors poured all around mine heart leaving,
better lessons come from underneath tragic grieving.
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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...
