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an escape to the other side. Guys,Bon voyage! You Only Live Once. Done with your pretense,. You shall reap what you sow! Your humanity is flickering;. Just a whisper of an angel will extinguish,. Your flame of lies and pretending. Closer to my freedom,.

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A little bit of me. For those of you that still bother to read my ramblings, Thank you! This post is much more personal than I usually write. My Neglected Blog-100 Posts! August 5, 2016.

Literature reviews, poetry and prose. As we sit on the edge of silence,. Gazing down to what has come before,. Unrivalled dreams, stained apricot by passing suns,. Like rain through our fingers no more,. Mirrored strength, as marble hardens around-. Our finest inspirations to fill the void,. As seasons flash, eternal;. Never abandoned, relentless, never destroyed,. A memory flits by with her wings of silk,. Many of us can .

A personal collection of poems written extemporaneously. Always on my mind,. She paces herself well,. For she races against time,. She can run a marathon,. One could call it life,. She lives each breath,. As she runs swiftly,. One step at a time,. She runs with passion,. A rhythm in each stride,. Her heartbeats are the music,. To watch her feet dance,. Like a cheetah in pursuit,. A predator on the hunt,. She runs like the wind,.

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On slow down, look around. On slow down, look around. On slow down, look around. On slow down, look around. Take what you will from my simple mind. Maybe I wanted to forget. A teardrop in the rain. Or what it felt like. And I cant bring myself. Stuck in this distant night.