Local Love

Monday, January 22, 2018

Glory comes with the price of pain

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& to those who only come around for the sweet kisses and validity of their worthiness... for the warmth and love that I have within...
Sunday, November 26, 2017

Mudded

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I need something. Anything, please? I need this, I need that. But I won't choose any of it, rather let it be force-fed to me in some irr...
Monday, November 13, 2017

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This must be how my Grandmother's felt when they had to be at home with the kids that their husbands helped to create. That lonely and ...
Monday, November 6, 2017

Can

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I imagine a life of steady rhythms beating to a drum; the same beat that pumps blood and oxygen through my body. I imagine a life of moving ...
Sunday, October 29, 2017

I've come to suck your BLOOD

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I can't this place is stale, rotting... I can't I can't move any longer like a snake making the same mistakes, biting it'...
Sunday, October 8, 2017

Milk Maiden; please Save Me

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I just can't do this anymore...my seat is beckoning me to get off of it and reach for another place to be. The whispers have gotten to m...
Tuesday, August 1, 2017

A letter to Me...for You.

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Oh, how that taste lingers. That familiar taste of something lingering in the air. I am caught between my intuition and my fear. Which is ly...
Monday, June 5, 2017

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And in just one moment, with the snap of a finger, a thought unraveled, a snapping of a twig...something changes and your whole life is thro...
Monday, May 15, 2017

Found&Lost

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And nothing, I mean nothing is ever enough. Or it is too much. Too often I am here and then I am there but never truly here....
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Just a simple soul doing my best to inspire myself along with others on this beautiful world through love, music, and wonder.
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