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the passion has left the life force...so it is just life with no driving force...really it is no life at all... this can't be what the architect envisioned

Sunday, December 7, 2014

We write

We write to release
Rage
Inner peace
Inner turmoil

We write
because anger is unbecoming
Shades of dragons and lizards where puppies and cute kitties should be

We write
because the demons within are clawing at the bubble
causing lesions in an already rupturing wall 

We write
because if we do not
that fine line we walk
will split our world into a million pieces

I write 
because what burns within
burns brighter outside my former self

I write because it stitches the broken pieces back together again