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The soul of a poet
My words are mine alone
they cannot be taken away from me
they will transcend my current reality and existence
as i put pen to paper, a piece of my very essence will forever
be in flux with the universe.
Saturday 23rd December 2023 8:22 pm
Fragments of a Soul
In pursuit of a better life
I refused to delineate boundaries
No bubble to protect my very essence from being frayed
My soul begins to rupture
Ever so slightly at first but slowly
I start to lose me at my very core
No longer recognising my own reflection
Surrounded by hyenas ready to snuff out my
goodness at a moments notice
My laughs grow more quiet
The light in my ...
Friday 19th May 2023 4:22 pm
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