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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As much havoc one or more can instill, mine heart beats continuously strong will, with perhaps, as many would take momentary standstills;
& still I misplace, time mind retrace, over wrought then waste, caught between weathered memories I fear never to escape;
a small casualty, mine came to be;
neurosis streamlined onto mine, tender age portraying weighted eyes, insistent hovering blinds own truth, secrets typically found within youth;
all these strangulations, spitting mine face with perfected manipulations, only boils bloods retaliation, - still working through issues, yet... don't think me fool proof, all too aware 'bout truth; I lie & wait to strike, when peak reaches atop vengeful spike.
