Writing
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Chekhov Has A Point…
“Only during hard times do people come to understand how difficult it is to be master of their feelings and thoughts.” — Anton Chekhov I have always felt the best way to cope has been to dissect a situation and evolve to forgive and not forget feelings but learn to let them not disturb your Continue reading
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Implicit Rain Of Change
Rare is the blue in my eyes,for they are dark like night.For fair it’s always been true Ifeel the blue sky more than fright. Upon my chest I wear my heart,torn asunder by God’s thunderit is torn so very badly aparthow it pumps makes you wonder. I have seen chasms fail aroundthe implicit treat of Continue reading
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Raven
I should know by now,you should know as well.That my Raven is a haven howyou know is how you tell. Talk to me at once,final and in abundance softsend the sin again stuntit does my ascension aloft. Black my feathers togetherI wing wail as I swell offin sweat I do often fret a featheras I Continue reading
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Beast Within At Peace
Install the call for all that fallis upon the dark set sky I prey along.Until the spill of a chill I callfor my pack to attack where I belong. Under spells of wicked railsthat fell under a hell and me sold.I run now in the wind my tailis bit by frost and elements cold. But Continue reading
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The Same Domain
Calamity persuades the thoughtfulthough reality is awful.Coffins full of grief they will be briefthe business of death is costful. Tear native lands asunder,thunder shelters none when water runsfull of blood of innocent plunderthat sucks us dry in large sums. Feel this air up here on a cliff,overlooking a valley wide of change.See this air so Continue reading
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Fathoms Across Sea I See
Foreign across a sea a ship sinks,a land beyond the breach has a beach.Far off the flat earth we seekthat we can mutate ourselves into a leach. Burn the trees cut them down,tear the earth hunt all but bear.Natives will die due to your ill bowels,but you never ever cared were you there? Seek a Continue reading
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Counting Demons
Frivolity is by my countin rare supply in the skyclouds they will mountan image for an eye. See the storm it roils,like the blood in me boils.I ask those about meand all they know are toils. Saddness profound inthe beginning and end;I have purpose I want serve uswine to absolve all sin. Closure for your Continue reading
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A Reason A Season
So low inside of a flame lost,is the humble regret and cost. I feel the touch say goodbyeI won’t even bat a single eye. Understand I do the reasonsbecause for all there is a season. I low inside this flame lostfeel the steel and the frigid frost. I feel the touch say goodbyeand everything else Continue reading
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Men and Not Men (Trump Fans Need Not Read)
I’m so sick and tired of hearing Donald Trump’s name. I really am. When I was younger I wanted to join the Marines because I had respect for both of my grandparents who fought and valiantly served in the Pacific in World War II and Korea. To have heard Donald speak of our military servicemen Continue reading
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Collapse The Sky
Need is simple must that steadsin the front of a mind a design timeis a need to grow a mind’s needs;to see the traps we must rewind. Forever has blood led in fieldsmeant for prayers welcome lairof a prayer sent to God in fear illwill travel to the greedy and ensare. Power from hate permiates Continue reading
About Me
Shadows of my old self.
RMC 