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Time to start again,
It seems I ruin all things.
I'm starting from scratch.
I don't know if this helps me...
But I need to keep going.
This is the struggle:
I'm discovering myself,
Fighting the demons,
And supporting the flowers
Whose beauty envies devils.
Danny Dec 2018
They don't make a sound
Creeping out from the darkness
To cause suffering
Scrutinizing fortitude
Never traveling alone
raphæl Dec 2018
one must say, "I'm set"
for the noblest human role
of bearing a child
it is not just a fruit of
those nights we lack conviction
parenthood is never an accident
croob Nov 2018
i lay stargazing
silent as the absent sun
gravity grounds me
like the touch of my woman
like the very thought of her
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What is happening?
All these drowned and drenched victims.
Screaming at myself.
I am intoxicated.
Still don't know what's happening.
295
Her silken raiments,
Fashionably cascading,
In pools on the floor.
With beseeching ******,
And outstretched limbs, inviting.
294
Dark onyx reflects,
Glinting in the dragons eye,
Smoke billows, rising,
Flames flourish and coals smoulder,
The crackle of candent tongues.
293
Red and cream cushions,
A mix match upholstery,
Softer dark grey throws,
And blank magnolia walls.
Red curtains and raised carpet.
291
Boom thud, boom boom thud_
Eruptions of a ruckus.
With crimson darker,
Luminaries of the sky,
Echoes the silver moonlight.
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