Fuck this.


WhiteoutCrystalline flakes cover everythingWhiteout
Bile invades my throat Sour and revolting
The street shimmers with untouched white Pure and innocent
My stomach ties itself in knots
I double over in pain
Fresh snow turns the cement soft Causes the grass to crunch underfoot
Blind with hate
Tense with rage I stumble, catching myself on the banister Offended and disrespected I lash out
Flakes drop from the sky Kissing ever so gently The barest brush of chill softness
Torn between admiration and indifference.


Wasted TimeThe sun is sinking ever lower.Wasted Time
The sky is turning winter blue...pale and vast.
The cold is creeping in faster.
A day filled with nothing but fear and loathing... A sour stomach and a rough throat Tear stained cheeks and blood drenched fists Skinned knees and busted lips A day lacking hope A day ending in misery A day that started so nicely A failure of a day.


Winter TruthsPinpricks of silver pierced the night sky Scattered and sparkling,Winter Truths
Like diamonds strewn across velvet Breath hung in the chill, crisp air Small content puffs of white Leaves fluttered and whispered ...They craved more Illuminated by moonlight Depth and beauty found on a clear winter night...


Unfamiliar TerritoryThis strange sensation Like a ribbon of heat Entwining itself inside Curling and writhing It flares and my face flushes Anger flows through me Such doubt Such overwhelming doubt... It fades with the click of a mouse Contentment fills me once moreUnfamiliar Territory
Chains

Crescent SunsOn late at last on summer nights when the dry voices taunt the grass to breeze with the singing voices of the childs mothers i grasp from the branches of uprooted treesCrescent Suns
oil soaked feathers and tangled nets forest fires i only set to leave ive never witnessed never noticed the burnt earth beneath the stormy weather ive too many terms ive yet to set too many words ill never be
a thousand paragraphs i have never scribed ive seen this through but never seen it free ill scrawl twelve drafts upon the window sill a dozen revisions of my epitaph ive got
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" I try to find the strength I need, to calm the duobts in my beliefs. WIth the will, I know my heart won't break. ANd If I have streath then I've Belief, if I have love my heart still beats, here under stars, far from home." VNV Nation- Homeward
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"What could you see, what could you find? If we meet please avert your eyes. What I'll never show, what you'll never find is explosive, so hide your eyes." Blaqk Audio-The Love Letter
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"What could you see, what could you find? If we meet please avert your eyes. What I'll never show, what you'll never find is explosive, so hide your eyes." Blaqk Audio-The Love Letter
Thank you so much for adding WilderNICE to your favourites.
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Ist es Recht oder ist es falsch und ist es hier, daß ich gehöre im Regen im Regen, im Regen.
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"What could you see, what could you find? If we meet please avert your eyes. What I'll never show, what you'll never find is explosive, so hide your eyes." Blaqk Audio-The Love Letter
For your interest and support.
I'll be posting a lot more spoken word in the near future!
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"What could you see, what could you find? If we meet please avert your eyes. What I'll never show, what you'll never find is explosive, so hide your eyes." Blaqk Audio-The Love Letter
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