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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...it's one of those nights, when Im yet in battle for sanity of mind, caught on an unraveling string line, hoping the sand won't collapse this time; there's none easy conversation to explain why, wish mine thoughts & voice could find proper words, no desire to cause unwanted hurt - so instead... deepen the mass growing inside, is the martyr creature I ride;
desperate to end those horrific chapters, dissect away remnant poisons gathered, finally silence all those pesky bastards laughter -
mine heart should be scaling the beatitude ladder, yet... no, the hole widens & veins grow sadder - still, I wander the stygian for that sparkle of light I feel is there... somewhere...
