They crossed paths everyday, Watched as their lives melted from reach. They spoke in different tongues, In a language that seethed and burnt itself out on hurt; They watched the sun set in different hues, Plant its ragged body in a bed worlds apart, Witnessed the stars speed and die in a... Sign in to see full entry.
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My poetry...usually at its best when I'm struggling to grasp hold of reality. Beautifully dark and always lost in the imagery of fluttering mental stability...I have been writing poetry since I was 11 years old and it has always been my best friend, and at times my worst enemy also.
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