In the darkest parts
of the starkest hearts
In the cubbies and corners
a rebellion starts
From the silent dreams
to the violent screams
Therein you’ll find
these desperate schemes
For the madness mends
when the sadness ends
When the will is broken
as it no longer bends
Then a hidden seed
grows the bidden need
To succumb to the call
of the forbidden deed
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awesome piece!
I nominated you for the Mystery Blogger Award at https://fierykaleidoscope.wordpress.com/2018/05/07/838/
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Thank you and thank you for the reblog (:
…and thank you for the nomination. Sincerely. I am, however, ill-equipped for such things. So, please forgive me, that I don’t participate. But the gesture is not lost on me, I really do appreciate it.
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no worries, they do take a lot of time to do! *blowing a kiss* Your poetry brings me much pleasure!
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Sorry, I just noticed that this was thrown into spam. Thank you for understanding and, always, thank you for reading (:
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welcome!
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