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Farewell..

Farewell..

I whispered the only words I knew;
I'm bleeding with madness,
Normality has lost existence, 
Universe, please take me home. 
I can hear the angel's string quartet, 
It sounds like I don't have to pretend, 
It feels warm, like I've found my princess, 
Note after note my heart beats another. 
From the depths of a raging nightmare, I get to say my own goodbye, 
Nerves pulsing like electric waves, I get to use my wings and fly, 
A deafening sound creeping from embers of my sin, 
Still, I get to say goodnight and sleep well. 

Withering breath, 
I whisper once more,
I'm tired, 
I'm a designer ghost, 
A puppet! 
I'm lost, 
I want to go home, 
Blurred vision from dystopian hysteria, 
Overwhelmed by sanity and the voices he brings, 
Beat after beat, the pain washes over with blinding sunlight, 
I'm feeling one with darkness, 
Shadows appear with death upon my shoulders, 
Angels were demons and yet peace is where I lay my head. 

Goodnight and farewell... 

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Being Me

Oh Wayne, I hope to god this is a creative write. You have me worried here my friend. If you are struggling please talk to me. I'm always happy to chat with you xx

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Wayne Stubbs

We all have our moments eh 🙈🙄 I'll be ok, I'm sure of it. Think I maybe doing a bit too much and not enough creative writing, I to try and make time for what I like, and that is writing, I'll push myself and try to get back to more happier pieces then I'll be happier, iff that makes sense xx 

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Being Me

Totally! It makes complete sense! I have to start writing poems again. I must stop the boring things (like house work) stop me. Its like the old days with you back on here! Xx

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Wayne Stubbs

Yeah, just working things out in my head I suppose, I want to make more of an effort, it has been a struggle lately to get back in the mindset, to be free from thought so I can just flow, maybe the time is nigh. I know, work, housework, all the boring stuff haha it takes away the fun times haha xx 

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Being Me

Soap and water not only dampens the floors, it also puts a dampner on my literary cause....  I wrote this once 🤣🤣🤣🤣

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