*
& no,
this heart has yet to be gone,
blood still runs along mine bones,
rhythm continues beating my song -
I crawl far & hasten long,
'till wind whispers breath along,
do not wear masks of shock...
as I
stay
until who've done inner world wrong.
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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...