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Past this crazy place
Struggles to find the sense
Within chaotic night
The reality hidden
Amongst a fervent blinding light
Mortal hands
Grasping at straws
Kneeling to God shaped doors
Betting souls
That someone hears our
Conversations with the sky
Within chaotic night
The reality hidden
Amongst a fervent blinding light
Mortal hands
Grasping at straws
Kneeling to God shaped doors
Betting souls
That someone hears our
Conversations with the sky
Published 2nd May 2018
Author's Note
A mad place, this life. Where the truth is hidden in plain sight. Only when the dark inside is understood, can we make sense of this existence.
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2nd May 2018 10:07pm
3rd May 2018 1:44am
Anonymous
12th May 2018 1:38pm
A scribe which perfectly describes what it
is and what it means to be the very manna
of sufferance...
i too my love, i too
is and what it means to be the very manna
of sufferance...
i too my love, i too
19th May 2018 4:45am
You always are so kind and understanding of my little writes, my beautiful one. I at times tire of it all but there are a few moments and people who bring a smile.
I appreciate your presence, truly my Sunset.
I appreciate your presence, truly my Sunset.
16th May 2018 1:20am
19th May 2018 4:48am
Thank you, friend. I am humbled to be part of your reading list. I will check out your writes too :)
Nice to meet you, Veraviksune.
Nice to meet you, Veraviksune.
19th May 2018 4:57am
31st Jan 2019 5:13am
Wow, man, incredible writing! It's really dark, but so incredibly descriptive.
Great job...!
Great job...!
31st Jan 2019 5:18am
31st Jan 2019 5:20am
