Poem -

Clouded...

Clouded...

Help
Me
Breathe,
Help
Me
See,
I'm
Bleeding
Out,
Aching
To
Be
Found,
I'm
Not
Strong
Enough,
My
Heart
Won't
Compromise,
My
Soul
Wants
To
Die,
My
Demons
Are
There
I'm
Being
Hounded,
These
Roots
Keep
Me
Grounded,
The
Darkness
Feeds
My
Thoughts,
I
Live
And
Die
By
The
Sword,
Yet
I
Still
Feel
Breathless
And
Unborn,
It's
A
Forbidden
Shame
I'm
Drowning,
But
I'm
Me
And
I
Feel
Clouded,
If
I'm
A
Broken
Being,
Why
Can't
I
See
It?
I'm a cloud,
Please
Save me now...

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Nine Eleven

"They say we are asleep until we fall in love, we are children of dust and Ashes". Great write Wayne.

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Nine Eleven

That's a quote from the great comet. Dust and Ashes is a song in it, give it listen, it's amazing.

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author
Tony Taylor

Wayne!!..... when a creative mind/soul such as your own...... rages against the machine...... the idealistic measures that set up the originality of the afflicted/conflicted soul...... begins to formulate and express itself as the perfection it recognizes within itself..... your pen....... your desire...... Is on friggin' FIRE brother...... reign it in.... spit it out like no one EVER!!....... we can ALL see it...... your potential is showing brother!!..... and this write is flowing down the structure of a waterfalls magnetism!! ....CLOUDED?.....YES!!.......with a forecast of sunshine and 74 degrees............ stay gold my friend!!....... stay golden!!.......T xo  ???✳✳??????????

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Wayne Stubbs

??????? Wow!! Thanks very much brother for such an inspiring and positive comment, very kind words spoken about myself and what I write! You are one awesome dude Tony and very supportive, the sun is out shining brother, I best get my mankini! ??? thank you as always Tony! ???☎??

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