Tag: Writing
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Lament (Ocean’s Beckoning)
The road I called home has come to an end Pieces of yesterday lay broken and spent. There is nothing to hold on to but memory Even that seems to be simple accessory. I wish to go swimming in sorrow The ocean swallows me either way. Will I wake up on the morrow? Irony strikes…
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Top 7 Reasons I’m Afraid of the Dark
Afraid of the dark? Afraid of admitting it? Check out my reasons for being scared of the dark and maybe you won’t be as timid.
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Clarity
Perched high above common thought My mind soars as a bird For so long I was worried about what was not Never saying a word What was, what is, what will be matters no more For I have opened an uncloseable door These sky high rocks open my eyes I feel as though, for the…


