CURSED 

  Blackened hands hardened over the heart exposed, expunged, red roses rubbed into ruins, ‘We are no more than the dust we leave after death,’ a curse forgotten, a force too rooted to be released. Black heart burnt to broken, banished to the ashes of her aftermath and he cannot cry, but he can crack, […]

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SUMPTUOUS SIMPLICITY

i wandered through the wood, A world away from the walls And ways of man And his madness, I wandered through the wood, Its dewy fragrance, Floral yet familiar, Floating free and fluid On filaments of air That enamoured my nostrils And enticed me to linger longer, To look behind the bush And briar, to […]

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