I sit not to see the sun set but watch the moon rise from its grave,
I lay down not to dream but to walk through my nightmares.
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Dark corners of my mind
PoetryThis collection of poems are from my numerous journals. I started writing around 8/9 years ago to help me through an extremely difficult time in life, when my rheumatoid arthritis was crippling me. Even though what I write is quite dark it helped m...
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I sit not to see the sun set but watch the moon rise from its grave,
I lay down not to dream but to walk through my nightmares.
