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 Jan 2017 Masked Voice
Poetria
Time
 Jan 2017 Masked Voice
Poetria
Wall clock,
Tick-tock.
Slaves to all of time.
Fear,
Block.
Heart-drop;
Failure to comply.
hypnotised
 Jan 2017 Masked Voice
Poetria
You can never die;
You will remain alive,
simply being misplaced
among thousands of others
between these pages and pages
of eternal dedication.

No, you could never die;
You shall simply be misplaced
until somebody, somewhere, sometime,
finds you once again.
Inspired by the anonymous quote: 'If a writer falls in love with you, you shall never die'.
 Jan 2017 Masked Voice
Poetria
If you have done a little breaking,
you have been a little broken.
 Jan 2017 Masked Voice
Poetria
When it is light
their creeping eyes
won't stop peering
through cracked lenses
and narrowed pupils;
predatory.

Perhaps the dark
can offer kindness
in it's solitude.
A toast to me, myself and I; a glass of sweet solitude.
 Jan 2017 Masked Voice
NV
MY GOD,
I HAVE INHALED ABANDONMENT FOR SO LONG,
THAT ANY SCENT OF LOVE IN THE AIR,
MAKES IT HARD FOR ME TO BREATHE.
PLUS,
THE TANKS OF OXYGEN ALWAYS SEEM TO BE MIXED WITH A HIGH DOSAGE OF PUSHING PEOPLE AWAY,
AND I WEAR THE MASKS SO OFTEN,
I FORGET I EVEN HAVE THEM ON.
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