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A trembling heart, with a sky so blue but storms have lived inside my chest, truth is love has never let me rest. Tiptoeing on the edge of you, your voice a shelter and your eyes, they see through the ghosts that still linger in my mind. I’ve danced with fire, burnt many times before.…
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Church lights, hands held tight, once young and filled with life. Broken dreams, drugs dipped in methamphetamine bringing daylight screams to the broken beauty queens. The crippling sense of decay and decline. The complexities of a well placed smile. Young lives, late nights, ending in deep bar fights. Is this what it truly means to…
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The mind is a restless playground, the worst enemy it can become a tyrant or the host of treason. Understanding where I come from and the need for control, self love and the definition of one’s entire life strives for the ability to ask for the underlying tension that keeps me from discovering who or…
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If I held my breath would I know what it was truly like to be lost within the peace of night? If I was given a choice between tranquility and the embodiment of god blessed barred wire and concrete through the twisting punishment that is known as the depths of disgrace, would I choose the…
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I held my head high, integrity I called it. I opened my mouth, assertive I spoke. I never let go.. loyality I told myself. The loyality left me begging for the bare minimum, my assertiveness was mistaken for aggression or passiveness, my integrity was taken as a act of a coward. The underlying message I…
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She found me. She found me as I laid still dreaming of uneven colours in black and white. The complexity of moments that trickle through time and space. She stays right there, beauty takes her place. Blowing in the wind, her emotions are unfazed. I found myself dancing with the leaves, falling in line, bringing…
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Internal yearning for something sacred, the illusion of bittersweet memories that are of a fantasy; the story we create for a moment that becomes etched in eternity. I long to cradle the scent of your gentle silhouette as the body and mind reminiscence through grayscale comfort that brings safety to the beaten soul. The glimpse…
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I only found freedom when my idea of freedom was let go, when I replaced the train wreck with the quietness of self.
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I asked God. I asked God for the infinite time for the answers to the existence of my life. I asked God for the question with the different shades of blue that cloud over my inner dread as I dance within the flames of my reality and dwindling depths of sanity. Candlelight vigils to my…
Memoirs of a recovering artist 