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Mist split, luminous fens
Where secrets, heroes and dreams,
die to be reborn.
Where secrets, heroes and dreams,
die to be reborn.
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Literature
Inferno.
When I felt pain.
The Ink was free.
When I was on fire.
The ink was free.
When I was empty.
The ink was free.
I feel empty.
I feel pain.
But my fire has left me.
I reside in my own inferno.
Searching for my fire.
Literature
Nocte
Hiding from the beast,
From tree to tree,
Running in the dark,
I tell myself such things,
Slow- so it won't find you,
Breath.
These fires have scorched far and wide,
Leaving the scent of my former cinders to linger in my head,
Like some bad bender,
Warped memories encircling grey,
The ground is made of shattered glass,
Broken dreams.
No lilies remain,
To any kingdom I run,
In mirrors of liquid glass,
Surrealist battles are won,
And like fear,
The spider crawled from my mouth.
They are sedating everything,
Brush pixilated,
Focus changing,
Leaving me to run in the dark,
Caught in the eye of the storm,
Hiding in the calm.
Literature
apocryphal
so cunning and seemingly honest
at times there is nothing but wit
yet not quite real on the inside
but nothing we care to admit
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