Black Swan

What words do I have leftWhat metaphors are there to personify againShould I take refuge back in the rain, mountains, …

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The Gift

Some people speak loud, some speak slowSome whisper, some sway and slither, some always tune to perfect pitchAnd some doesn’t …

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A life…

 There’s a winding road that there’s a darkness that surroundsLet’s bygones be bygones and let’s wait till another holocaust It turns …

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