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Fumbling towards Ecstasy
Blood drips down my broken sky, as I lay beneath this deep blanket of starsIm searching for Orion to save me, yet he always seems to be hiding behind the distant cloudsSorrowful moon, your liquid...
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A soul broken and fading fast...sandblasted into oblivion...there are some superb images in this piece...too many to single out...intensely written...Every new beginning comes from some other...
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thank you for your kind words..."when i cannot live and i cannot die, i write." poetry speaks better than i can, it seems...thank you again
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