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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One speaks of changing words etched in concrete, of past mistreats; When did broken pair of eyes trickle again? threw as far mine arms could & I ran through miles of sand; though.. the thoughts held bound mind would sing differently, as world looks now, sight would cease, feelings & heart would synth in peace.
