night is never quite night
crying in ecstasy
you come to me,
waking me eyes
you tickle my spirit
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Blackout Poetry - Absolving 'Absolution'
PoetryI used a kind of 'artistic graffiti' on my old English setwork from high school, and tried to redeem it so that it would not always be a complete waste of words to me. This is blackout poetry done by me (a full explanation can be found in the introd...
Reunited Somehow
night is never quite night
crying in ecstasy
you come to me,
waking me eyes
you tickle my spirit
