

Eye of the StormMy absent muse has left me bare She disappeared, that lady fair No backwards glance, no final dare And now Im lost; Ive not a prayerEye of the Storm
My mind, a net worn through with age, Cannot contain within its cage Ideas, thoughts, with which to gauge Fragmenting words upon the page
Plagued by always wondering why Unknown realities cause my sigh -
Forever trying to espy My tangled thoughts thru mine own eye
Ensnared within, without a light Inward struggles to mend my plight Realizations as I write -
My heart pumps ink of purest nigh
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Check out my new Stock account: Moonchilde-Stock [link]
Ali
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i'm not afraid to die. but i'm afraid to dry./
"Je ne suis pas daccord avec ce que vous dites, mais je me
battrai jusqu? la mort pour que vous ayez le droit de le dire"
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The dream was always running ahead of me. To catch up, to live for a moment in unison with it, that was the miracle. (Anais Nin)
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Take a look to my gallery, thanks
Mon site sur le henné, my henna website : [link]
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Daniel W Durkin Fine Art Photography
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"Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean." ~Romeo and Juliet
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I'm not here... this isn't happening...
last.fm [link]
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Life is short -- don't worry about if your socks match or not
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