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Like circus-clown memories,
mystical madness, days
spent in mourning
not death
but life,
beside a cauldron of curses, language
insane.
look at me...
slap!
look at me...
slap!
seeing eyes burning hatred,
titanic ice.
concealed wicked nature,
disguised,
behind painted smiles.
door hides salvation.
pungent words, too foul
for young ears, cutting
and mincing
raw heart
for the stew.
evening erases,
nightmares awaken.
fear that once slumbered
in ressurecting dark dreams,
torments of illness
that chained a young soul.
escape made simple
in the room where she lay.
embraces and butterfly kisses,
tender eyes and touch,
reminders
that nightmares are better forgotten.
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and sadness. The sense of isolation and helplessness is frightening.Moving and disturbing.
it is just a nightmare, sounds all too real to me. I especially liked this phrase-
beside a cauldron of curses, language
insane.
this is really good fawnie, you are growing in leaps and bounds :)
....hard work pays off. So, so much better than where you started.
stuff fawnie.
Some nice images and words choices
: )
Thank you