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Bitterness pours into The mind, akin to sulfuric acid in dark ink ****** chemicals Blossoming to clouds in the vessel Of consciousness Becoming phantoms, ghosts All manner of nightmare Haunts, parasitic, they proliferate Be aware, they live in your nighttime anger The kind you sleep on To sleep, perchance to DREAM
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May 10, 2017
May 10, 2017 at 2:07 AM UTC
Blood Clouds
Bitterness pours into The mind, akin to sulfuric acid in dark ink ****** chemicals Blossoming to clouds in the vessel Of consciousness Becoming phantoms, ghosts All manner of nightmare Haunts, parasitic, they proliferate Be aware, they live in your nighttime anger The kind you sleep on To sleep, perchance to DREAM
Don't let the sun go down on your anger. I had a bad experience at a family Get-together which I allowed To eat at me. That turned to Depression and bad dreams I'm better now thank God He always helps me through! Please have patience with me I'm reading again, but slowly!
SoulSurvivor
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May 10, 2017
May 10, 2017 at 2:07 AM UTC
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