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When The Pieces Scatter
Dream me different
and let it be,
I am the contrast
of something else
this is all fantasy,
capture me,
steal the sun
hide the moon
I have all day for doom
and gloom,
haunt the halls of this
wicked heart
keep the secrets
that broke it all apart,
I am but a shell
of something else...
I have to be...
has anyone truly seen me?.
and let it be,
I am the contrast
of something else
this is all fantasy,
capture me,
steal the sun
hide the moon
I have all day for doom
and gloom,
haunt the halls of this
wicked heart
keep the secrets
that broke it all apart,
I am but a shell
of something else...
I have to be...
has anyone truly seen me?.
Published 7th Sep 2014
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7th Sep 2014 2:00pm
old draft poem, I am trying to clean out my closet...over 124 in there...so prepare for a shit storm :)
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- Edited 15th Feb 2019 4:35pm
7th Sep 2014 2:12pm
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7th Sep 2014 2:19pm
Me is me is me, I cannot change it so I flaunt it :) I write anything and everything and in every style I know no rules....my old work is my new work and so on, without my past where is my future, where can one reflect if not a mirror :) I am real, I have so much crap in my drafts....like three years worth of shit....man you should see my old notebooks and journals....yikes....
7th Sep 2014 10:47pm
your styles are very diverse. it's a rarity to see this side of your writing. I think that makes it all the more special. it's meticulous right down to the font. deep and open.
great stuff
great stuff
7th Sep 2014 11:36pm
