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Howling Edge
"Give children fire, so they can grow stronger than anyone you've ever known"
Take me to the edge
Give me wings to touch the sky
Let me hustle my sorrow into the wind
May my pain echo in a kind
Might it set their world on fire
Tears pumping through their veins
Let them know what I've felt
What ache I've been in
And they'll heal as soon as their own wind whisper hits 'em
As a hurrican...
Thursday 8th April 2021 10:46 am
A Cloud of Cognizance (October '17)
A skull, abundant with nebulae
Cold waves crash upon the heart
Echoing through the veins and beyond
There she remains, inert in her behavior
Acclimated with these surges of pain
Leering at the screen before her
Acumen floating above curls that betray
A cloud of cognizance
Monday 20th November 2017 8:57 pm
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