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Torn between survival and thought
A man will walk alone Throughout the days the mirror speaks Facing timeless hidden knowns Haunting madness tries to creep From past the heart was brought Into now a twisted mess A thoughtless way is for naught Up in the head where it may be For when it comes around The hands soon purge releasing out The blood in word has been found Wherever steps begin to land The body soon will go But in a thought the heart resides Walking without what I know |
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Torn between survival and thought A man will walk alone Throughout the days the mirror speaks Facing timeless hidden knowns Haunting madness tries to creep From past the heart was brought Into now a twisted mess A thoughtless way is for naught Up in the head where it may be For when it comes around The hands soon purge releasing out The blood in word has been found Wherever steps begin to land The body soon will go But in a thought the heart resides Walking without what I know In alone and that only solitude makes room for the heart to remove itself from it's youthful womb ...my first thoughts..such deep introspect you have shared. s |
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Very nice!!
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Ah, the creative one speaks. Nice to see you
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Its in those moments of silence,,, We learn that we are truely not alone
Blessed be 
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great write and good to see you in our part of the woods
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Wow....I dont have any other words...but wow
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Thank you all for your kindness...
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It's painful to watch the head wrestle the heart, in another...
It's torturous to not be able to offer sanctuary from that pain. The journey from the head to the heart, may be the longest one, however, it is always the most rewarding.  |
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