My Writing Lore
Welcome to my writing lore, where you’ll get a glimpse of me through my words…
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Lord Death
He comes to me in the middle of the night,the room enclosed in darkness;once again, he brings chaos with him.There’s not a fibre of light or warmth,yet his pale skin brightens the darkand his cloak of black whirls,the formless cape creating slithering tendrilsgrasping over my arms, pulling me closer.His icy breath forms frost on my
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Beloved Grandmother
A mother’s name drifts away the windslipping through my fingers in the breeze,impossible to catch and hold oneven as I grasp onto the strings.I cry out, oh it’s so loud,the wailing around me and in my head.a brother can’t catch his breath,I tell him, take one in, and then release.But I can’t seem to catch
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What You Deserve
You are entitled to live and entitled to thrive.You are entitled to be happy and entitled to cry.You are entitled to breathe and entitled to hold.You are entitled to be free and entitled to let go.
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