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Remember the harshness mouth uttered?
How mine eyes shown scorned colors,
weathered blasphemous amid
six below covered;
faith none swallowed far
under feet watered,
you'd be amazed of how
I've grown further,
with these burnt wings, I've
still fluttered -
ambers still aglow of fate appointed lover.
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Between Actuality & a Psychotic Embrace
PoetryA collection of my own combined styles of - Macro Poetry & QuoteArt, which = MacQuote Poetry. I will try my best to have new additions every week from my on-going-twisted-love-affair of writing poetry. For all the support and encouragements you al...
