Poem -

MASOCHISTIC HUNTER

Victomless Victom

Echos silent...
Pauses on repeat...
Continuous replays of memories about nothing prepare willing eyes that weap...
Constant inconsistencies...
Deafening silences that plea...
Evacive eyes of brightly blue mirror images that resemble but reflection still not of me...
Willingly Awaiting...
Unwanted will wont wait..
Servatude soliciting master mastering my own fate...
Self loathing loving creature...
Hungrily starved with motivation...
Masochistic hunter...
Victomless victom of my own creation...
 

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sparrowsong

Hello Raechel...

Isn't it awesome!

We can dohorror, mystery, sunny and sweet...

When we want to see something beautiful we know it's in there...

Sometimes, things are better in the dark...

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

sparrowsong

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Shaun Cronick

Hello Raechel and this life is seldom a bed of roses and nobody is born perfect to be unaffected by its myriads of trials and tribulations, both mentally and physically.
A great write, fearless and powerful from one's dark side.
Thank you for sharing and full honours deservingly given.
  

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The fish of the sea

Servatude soliciting master mastering my own fate...

What. A. Line.
Just awesome poetry!!! 

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Raechel Rae

Thank you I appreciate your comments 🖤

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