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Truth Blindfold
Musty mold; mushrooming shadows infrared
Fire is cold; comparing fevers in my head
Empty hold; leaving messages misread
Waters scold; burning scars amid bloodshed
Voices bold; sewing echos like fine thread
Scenes unfold; warping a dark past instead
Stories told; weaving voices of the dead
Growing old; thinking phrases left unsaid
Truth Blindfold; feigning of facts as I bled
Fire is cold; comparing fevers in my head
Empty hold; leaving messages misread
Waters scold; burning scars amid bloodshed
Voices bold; sewing echos like fine thread
Scenes unfold; warping a dark past instead
Stories told; weaving voices of the dead
Growing old; thinking phrases left unsaid
Truth Blindfold; feigning of facts as I bled
Published 14th Mar 2017
| Edited 15th Mar 2017
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- Edited 27th Dec 2019 12:45pm
15th Mar 2017 11:41am
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15th Mar 2017 2:57pm
Melia, What a lovely response. Thank you so much. I am sometimes rigid in the structure of what I write and am attempting to branch out I bit. I even wrote a few things that don't rhyme but I am still working them out. Thank you kindly for your words and I'll be reading more of you as it is clearly impassioned. Best, Mel
15th Mar 2017 12:39pm
15th Mar 2017 3:29pm
