Love
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The Choice

Consumption will consume until there is nothing left. It leaves an emptiness inside that can never be quenched. The hollowness will drive the hunt for the craved, as the heart turns cold and dark with perversions, untamed. Better to give without hope of an iota of return than dissolve in the perilous flames of how Continue reading
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War Wounds

I. My heart is a bruise, so charred and raw, you can’t see how black and blue it is underneath the burns. I don’t want to be touched, but it needs to be cleansed. There are claws in there, from shapeshifting creatures intent on doing harm. They look like love in a certain light, all Continue reading
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Wildflowers

How I long to lay with you in the long grass and gentle light of an eternal day where flowers bloom in more colors than our eyes can count. Soft petals against our skin and sweet air for our lungs, a singing creek flowing into a lagoon of velvet water like a warm spring made Continue reading
