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[Ashley]

Part and parcel, the missing link
Before or after, minutes move in circles
Terror struck me unrestrained
Penniless and stability has lost it's clock

Raindrops dancing in puddles
Concrete angels that paint the landscape
A turn I must make, left or right
Flip a coin

Dance with the devil
In the backstreets of my infected mind
Who knows what he might find?

I fear the end is in sight
Running I should be
With all my might, or?

Chasing blackness
Disappointingly cheating blackness, also

Unanswered questions,
The only thing keeping me here.

 

[horsrider]

Keep alive ,amiga, your poetry is biutefuull

 

[Ashley]

Thank you.

I've always been really self conscious about my writing, always thought it stunk.