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like a broken toy i carry with me the remains of what use to be a simple joy faith that the heart nursed absurdly sweet buffoonish the wind tossed me brutally and rigorously unmasking the crudeness the materiality i stand alone with barren hands gaping wide dreams slipping away one by one bewlidered now lost […]

A Sullen Winter


In the creases of the black velvet, As it grows cold, The night spreads the arms, Never really sure , If the rain would come… Thoughts are a riot, They storm and pour, Stepping down the ladders, Of reason and truth, Excuses to go on, Promises of a sunshine… Tell me not to worry, In […]