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My dearest friend,
I know you think the torment will never end.
But these demons that you fight,
Can't survive through the light.
And I will always be here with you,
To carry the torch that will see you through.
I know you think the torment will never end.
But these demons that you fight,
Can't survive through the light.
And I will always be here with you,
To carry the torch that will see you through.
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
A Haiku
Light well past Midnight
full moon glow, lamp post bright, or
Netflix Marathon
Literature
CCCXVII
mist rising
from a morning pond
... those baptized today
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