Even These Words It isn’t when I close my eyes, That I see you. For the vision is ever-present, As I stare into the nothingness, And you look down upon me.   It isn’t a sadness that I feel, Nor is it a sign of grief. It is a grin of tranquility, And the happiness […]

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“How dare you say that which you don’t mean. It’s not your place to hear or see.” I shrink my body and avert my eyes. “Speak you mule, you insolent being.” “Words, Oh Words,” is all I could murmur. What life is I fail to understand, If words could contain it, death would be envious. […]

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As I sprint through the dense fog, And the green foliage surrounds me, Ever-going and infinite like a blanket of comfort and warmth. An oath to intercede, A promise nonetheless finite, But scars infinite. I make my way through it all, Knees grazed and conscience shattered, Hands scarred and hair pulled out. I reminisce at […]

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