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BROKEN IS THE WING

BROKEN IS THE WING

Wretched is this world at times
Wretched is all that i can say
Unfathomable is the word that...

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Sunny chaos

My cigarette twirls in my hand
so beautifully.
It knows not how
troubled I am, nor the...

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Following a rainbow

Her friend was like a storm
following a rainbow.
Her painful quips
about my looks and...

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Girls who play with scissors

Girls who play with scissors

Truly a harbinger of doom,
when girls talk in the locker room
amidst the smell of perfume...

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No room for regrets 🤔

No room for regrets 🤔

Time is so easily just frittered away

Wasted are those precious moments

Our memories of...

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The man he used ti be🥲

The man he used ti be🥲

She looks in sadness at his face
An expression of a troubled soul
His personallity has...

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‘Never judge a book by it’s...

‘Never judge a book by it’s cover’

First appearance can be deceptive
An immediate falsify
A fudged fabrication
from...

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What is wonderment? 🦋

What is wonderment? 🦋

I want to write of wonderment to blow away your mind

But then again where on earth is such a thing...

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Winters den.

Spring has arrived with blossoms
The air so fresh and nice
Where the bees are busy working...

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Warrens and the run.

It's the beauty in his eyes etched in daylight Warrens and the run of the sea that holds,

The...

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The speaking of his name .

Why would his eyes designed by matter
collate my beating heart,
I have never loved beyond...

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In the witchery world if...

In the witchery world if inky black 🌚

In the witchery world of inky black 🐺

In amidst a wooded copse the wild wolf howls

With...

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I am a bird 🦅

I am a bird 🦅

Boisterously blowing midst a northerly breeze I fly to a copse and flit thru the trees

I need to...

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The eyes of roses too

Roselet eyes and velvet soul , his essence of the violets blue
Shakespeare heart and love as sweet...

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Anqored arch. ( A sailors...

Hands of the sea remain in hold
The coldest morning breath,
A sailor set his sights for...

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To hold what's mine.

Time may hold is in a promise of love, where distance seeks no gain
But to form a bonded union,...

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Up his sleeve.

He's got the sky rolled up his sleeve, stars prefixed within his eyes, a heaven that I've drempt of so...