Tag: prose
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We are all travelling on the same path This road is haunted by demons and Lucifer Like wounded horses and its horsemen, Our flesh gave up on us Our eyes failed from doubts and unbelief Tear drops, tear drops; we…
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Milk for meat Hype for hope Lies for love Ashes for beauty And yet we all said “amen” Puppet master; Thy humble puppets, enthralled …and we have anointed you; To tell us … What we want to hear What we…
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You have been through so much Wounded and bruised on all sides Standing at the edge of this cliff; Feet slipping with disturbing thoughts The world is a narrow path, dotted With uncertainties and cruelty A terrain, victory so unpredictable…
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If the door slides open And you have the chance To walk through the edges Of a friends secret past; You’ve been handed with great Opportunity to see and heal It is unwise to summon strangers To visit this cherished…
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