*Tears sit gathered within bottle tight,
far out of height;
stifled upon shelf-seal,
screams drowned behind portraits immortalized.
silent as hall paintings sealed,I can make not myself seek out,
empty heart disappointments crowned;
pools by liquid abound,
gruels by non witnesses around,
I've lost nights&
moments count,
they've built armor even mine can't decode route;
disguised to be stronger than eyes care to rain,
though...
all are one of the same.
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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...