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Heart raking gravel by steady strums,
forever convinced I am to revert
& repulse sordid humdrum,
veins filled by long nighted glum,
vocals wearied of waves cracking hum,
one couldn't manifest such hell I've ran from -
excuse mine abruptness & departure,
believe senses being captured,
never shall mine intend,
nor play again...
such surrending martyr.
STAI LEGGENDO
Between Actuality & a Psychotic Embrace
PoesiaA collection of my own combined styles of - Macro Poetry & QuoteArt, which = MacQuote Poetry. I will try my best to have new additions every week from my on-going-twisted-love-affair of writing poetry. For all the support and encouragements you al...