poem
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When the Heart Weeps
Where the heart weeps is a lonely place. A dark agony persists within the abyss of pure misery. No one lives there. The coldness is deafening. When will this aching stop? Simple mourning tones in kind plunder each heart beat. As time simmers my heart’s rhythm collapses into an empty void. Yet, with a subtle touch Read more
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Passion Ignites
The night sky lingers its presence as a sustainable holy force still abides in all Authority. Yet, tyranny still yet kindles within the darkest of souls as they nestle proudly together upon the Earth. With rigor and self-indulgence, the cause of such undelightful foes pools together winds streaming united towards their inevitable end. What then Read more
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