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There is a garden growing between tangled sentiments where statues stand stoic awaiting the medusa that has frozen their slithering snake-headed love These effigies are worn reminders where damaged conflict scarred eroded polished marble of heart won beliefs that autumn would not swallow them up that memories would not chill them in icy heart-break [ READ MORE ]
You perceive You were never lucky.. you were chosen, you were needed you were air to a breathless voice… I was running fleeing escaping the inescapable the truth of who I was supposed to be… your ideas always mattered they were cherished like the feathers in your hair that you boiled for hours [ READ MORE ]
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