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Everything Must Fall In Line

Why is it that some lives feel like they’re forever rehearsing, but never arriving? There has been a long, consuming struggle which has often been without clarity toward something that may or may not have been meant to be. The…
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All Roses on the Gunshots

And the night shall fall short to spell, Another rain on the parched blood soaked in airy blue. To let hopes sulk in deep on concrete black road, Waiting to roll over with words invited to crack skulls open.  …
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Everything Must Fall In Line

Why is it that some lives feel like they’re forever rehearsing, but never arriving? There has been a long, consuming struggle which has often been without clarity toward something that may or may not have been meant to be. The…
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Chasing Her

For as long as I can remember, I’ve been chasing her. Not a woman, really. But something like her.A silhouette in the distance—sharp, confident, impossible to forget.She walks like she knows the answers. Talks in riddles. Smiles rarely but meaningfully.And…
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