Winds of Change

It is hard to put into words, and I reason with myself…is it necessary to try to remember it so that I can document it?  Isn’t it enough that it was my reality and I had to hold on to the idea of light just to make it through? I suspended life…I disconnected from my […]

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Merry Go Round

Merry go round Until we go down Spinning top Boring a hole in the ground Throwing pieces Pieces that were me But I’m not sure if they fit anymore Ripped to the side The side of reality The side that was a dream Or a nightmare Merry go round Until we go down Spinning top […]

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