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Unseen Hands… #Poetry
Magic made by unseen hands After years of darkness Nephilim walking out of hiding Daring to seek the light After decades of darkness, the Light burns, burning his mind Over time, his tears leave scorch marks Rivers of red run dry Inside his chest, his heart beats too fast All that was meant never came…
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I Used to be Strong…
I used to be strong Invincible, unbreakable, and fearless That seemed so long ago now I can no longer remember how it felt Maybe it was a dream after all Or someone I used to know I used to think I could do anything Was this something I imagined? Looking back at my life I…
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A Strange Journey… #Poetry
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Unseen Hands… #Poetry
Magic made by unseen hands After years of darkness Nephilim walking out of hiding Daring to seek the light After decades of darkness, the Light burns, burning his mind Over time, his tears leave scorch marks Rivers of red run dry Inside his chest, his heart beats too fast All that was meant never came…
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I Used to be Strong…
I used to be strong Invincible, unbreakable, and fearless That seemed so long ago now I can no longer remember how it felt Maybe it was a dream after all Or someone I used to know I used to think I could do anything Was this something I imagined? Looking back at my life I…
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A Strange Journey… #Poetry
Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes 