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Me and Myself

Because whenever I look at the mirror I can still see him staring at me, But I'm afraid He's gone through a lot of pain that all I can see in his eyes are dead fires And an imprisoned soul.
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Namaste

Namaste     Breathe. I am giving you back to the sea. You deserve to float among the dolphins, nemos, and mermaids not to die of loneliness inside an aquarium. Fly. I am giving you back to the mountains. At…
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Ruins

As frail as autumn leaves These moldered reckless ruins Were scarred, Marred by mounting grief.
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Sanctity’s Donkey

The King turned his back flinging his cape behind him to scrape the dust from the throne room’s floor unto the face of the vizier as a sign of disgust and disdain as the guards escorted the vizier away.
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Messenger

It took me a while before I decided to write this note. I told myself that after all the tears, I should be able to stand again. And here I am writing for the last time; hoping that this letter…
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Cedars’ Morrighan Crow

Cedar’s Morrighan Cow   Once upon Sidon’s murex filled shores there lived an unjust king called Ahab who kept several murders of crows to torment his people. He had black crows which he used to execute and terrorize rebels and…
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A Murder Of Reality

An unkindness in the lure a conspiracy craving more I cannot adapt, I’m sure! in this insanity I adore the murder of the flock the hands of the ticking clock I cannot tell if this is reality or if it’s…
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Adieu

"Change is the only thing in this world that is constant," they say. For me, it's human nature, or our nature, to outgrew on things that we used to love—of course, barbie dolls.