*Noone shall hide behind dark layers forever,
lump peaks was all one could manage to swivel upon minuscule levers;heart seemed a casualty,
put forth in conceal,
arms consistently full of chills;
had to hurry away fast,
forget surrounding walls of four displayed glass,
yet...
the pain holds on to time elapsed;carried own bruised butterfly,
welts & unheard cries;
spare none carried out guise,
give not... tidbits bound wise,
nor disclosures of emerging from gruesome skies,
not all secret remedies can apply
-
keep within mind,
one can fly high,
only by uncomprised
& willed spirit arised.
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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...