
Mind of shadows and blurred needs. Battle of disguises and crumbled masks. Words of substance that melt into nonexistence. Body of defiance and fatigued obedience. Life of toggling extremes that masters nothing in between. The pen digs deep into wounds that forgot how to weep. Surrender is the sweetest on tongues that tempt but never relent.
©06/2019
Great mysterious writing!
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Thank you!
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Fantastically written Dana.
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Thank you, C.
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