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The self which I am is one which I barely recognize.   The face hung delicately on my head is carved by your gaze.  …

There is a light in me at the bottom of my cavernous soul.   When the rain falls and floods my cave, the light floats…

Silent face Broken & grave Dead whispers Composer of fate   Eternally sentenced to reap her immortal memory Spiritual venom sown by my own hands…

he moves through memories striking hot white in my veins “calculatepinpointdestroy“ he’s no strangerto the firehe uses against memy only air to breathslowly he pours…

This is only the first page of a journey The new beginning of a disappointing tragedy The laughter of children, and the grunts of old…

Dragging a old cart on an empty road, He told himself he’d have to be better. He prayed that night for a miracle on this…

Flappy, oh my dear little Flappy! Why does it hurt when you flap your wings? Your little feathers are withering away, Has God cursed you?…

This once great country is now a carcass The people on top care about money and power Even the president will choke the country for…

I’m sitting in this classroom and I feel your eyes on me I don’t know if it’s just my superstition or if you’re really staring…

A cling of desire by the match to breech Wandering eye harmony in sieve But brains got a matter to birth swear truce-trade Cool measures…

Born with a curse, beginning with a cry, Left the Heaven for this World to tryAnd to inundate their lives with joys and love, Do any magic…

Your spirit a mixture of strength and kindnesssuch commanding and loving energya magnet which has kept me gluedby your side for so longthe power of…

You blamed me for your sinsI heard the anger rise-up in your voiceas you tried to justify yourself.I gave you a couple of reasons, but…

Kings and Queens and half hearted dreams And a seamstress who says it is never as it seems Mothers, orphans and bastard sons And fathers…

E’en Then may it be that in the end I am set free From all man’s schemes and dark desires His rotten crypts and black…

Simply put and simply saidwho can deviate?You’d be surprised! Children learn to communicatein love with simple concepts and wordsand it is all very simpleand the…

The man was speechless, but his eyes sparkled for the first time in months, when his two year-old grandson gently placed his hand on top…

it may have been two days ago when it came crawling through covered in hair and with attitude like it came here to stay forever…