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Some Fairytale

In this lonely castle made of stone and bricks Through thick walls and closed doors Fenced in a garden of roses and hawthorns My purple heart resides. In a solemn mist of reverie, my light is blurred Doomed to walk this world alone Fettered and cursed by my own wickedness. I dream of not a… Continue reading Some Fairytale

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Rainy Days

The unfaltering raindrops strained my senses but your warmth kept me awake Inching closer to you, I slowly melt away Your touch like a burst of fireworks, making me shudder with euphoria. Safely tucked in your arms, we walked hand in hand The lush vista of wooded dells embraced us Beyond the pale horizon, we… Continue reading Rainy Days

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The First of Summer

Take me back to the golden days of my juvenescence Back to a place where everything is simpler and true To a time when my heart is pure and unbroken To never worry about judgment or despair Revelling in the glory of my innocence Free from the callousness of words  Sheltered from malice and enmity… Continue reading The First of Summer

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Golden

Underneath the stars, through the wide blue yonder, I fall into you Catching my breath, I lean closer, my heart racing as our hands touch.  In silence, our eyes lingered for far too long Our hearts spoke words that our lips couldn't utter This moment, frozen in time. And I could stay like this forever… Continue reading Golden

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Thorns & Roses

Drowning, barely keeping my head above water Dark thoughts reeling me into a downward spiral of madness Piece by piece, I lose myself Until I am nothing more than a void in the sky—aimlessly drifting. People suffocate me Their blurry faces of superficial happiness  Poor souls obscuring the truth Deluding themselves with litany of invented… Continue reading Thorns & Roses

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Nadir

My heart is in a dark dark placeEnfettered to a lifetime of denialsA four-walled comfort—cold and connivingDraining me, hurting meAnd yet, these chains keep me aliveThese trammels of fictive romance lure meFalling deeper, everytime. No matter how hard I try to break freeOr how fast I try to run away from youMy feet land at… Continue reading Nadir

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Machs Nix

On tiptoe—careful not to make a sound. Afraid that the broken pieces of my heart would further shatter if I miss a step. If I choose to carry the shame in silence, will it hurt less? I can’t even grieve for the things that I lost. Lost—I lost something. My safe place, my clarity. A… Continue reading Machs Nix

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Tempus

A single memory could easily take me back to that certain place Cold, dark and menacing I guess my heart could never bear the weight of the past. Without falter, it follows It watches me fall into despair And I surrender to it everytime For I am weak, always have been. I still remember the… Continue reading Tempus

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Remnants

The touch of the tattersall against my skin is cold— uninviting The cacophony of indistinct noises hangs over my head like a broken record— unwelcoming My heart hollowed by the loneliness gripping my senses The dismal longing seems endless I shouldn’t be here but I am I should be free but I am shackled Dreading… Continue reading Remnants