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Antony Nedanovski

Updated: Tue, 5 Jul 2016 11:45 pm


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A student at University of Detroit Mercy. Occasional writer, more often a daydreamer. Sometimes I come up with a piece, other times it's gone with the wind.


G o l d b l o o d My heart is golden and nestled upon a crown-- a crown which rests on the hairs of a drifting mind. Gold bleeds down the temples of its beholder: Golden dreams blind as the crown falls to their feet. My eyes are stony and blind to the world Swiftly, all colors are absorbed under my gaze Colors anew; callous mosaics left behind Rainbows bleed down my cheeks as I explore unfathomable beauty. It’s bleeding through each golden orifice it adorns. It’s sliding towards the cusp of the crown, pursuing freedom. One day, this crown will relinquish my heart. One day, these eyes will see past gold. One day, this fractured soul will cry freely: Undeterred, unbounded, and unknown.

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