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Brimming, my despair is at its peak,
The sorrow shrouding the light from my heart,
Never to rise, pushed down below the abyss,
Death awaits me in my bloody cough.
The sorrow shrouding the light from my heart,
Never to rise, pushed down below the abyss,
Death awaits me in my bloody cough.
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
Literature
Reverberation
Reverberation
Light flies
Reflecting off soggy leaves
The branches of a laurel tree
Whipping side to side
A high wind rising
Back and forth
Striking what comes within reach
Lashing out like rods
Turning, bending
I hear it in the tunnels
Reverberation
Literature
i.
Within blue eyes
anemone and starfish
abound, and seaweed eyelashes
move leisurely with the tides.
At sunset they sparkle,
lined with golden sand
and swirling without a sure direction,
becoming cloudy as a storm brews.
Beware, anger flashes across the surface,
where riptides catch the unwary
ships and sailors, wrecked
and broken amongst its depths.
Only the brave venture in,
attracted by the untameable,
roaring waves and sharp wind.
Eyes stinging, they enter the battle.
Slowly they themselves become blue,
the cold clinging to their skin,
sucking out all their warmth.
Then white as stone,
lips cracked and filled with salt
that leaves a bitter
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Just have to let this out. I feel compelled to die but that is such a stupid act for a man.
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