A 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...
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* oh, how I long to reach deep within decaying depths, be the beacon of intercept, towards mine own heart traveled flecks; take upon one final grand grip, separate such long-lived bleak hole, from swallowing life completely whole, though... pieces shall forever remain confiscated & of impossible toll;
mastered such gathered tumultuations inside, yet... as when I need them to manifest upon eyes, they run cold & profusely dry -
shall strength sustain & bring back self towards spotted daylight.
