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The GD Devil
I remember the fire in his eyes, burning red and hot like the devil's. Sometimes it was just a flicker, a blink, and a temporary fade when we were out in public. Other times it lit and caught and consumed his entire person and mine as well. I melted under the heat of those flames. It melted my strength, my dignity, everything I stood for. It made me feel weak. It burnt me, enough to carry those sa...
Monday 12th August 2019 5:43 am
They're Blaming Themselves
They’re Blaming Themselves
A couple argue over something trivial,
And the snarls - rants and discord
Reach fever pitch
Until,
They are left to part
Their own silent corner
Of a damp tired home,
And it’s a sad fact of life
That we argue at all,
But here in the deepest
Troughs of poverty,
The stress management can reach all
...
Sunday 27th October 2013 2:44 am
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