POETRY

Control My Chaos

AVOIDING THE VOID

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There’s nowhere to hide
When I spread open wide
And write my words onto the wind
To take the form of their own intent.
Secrets are spoken
Demons awoken
A flame burns bright to blind
Lost of sight, near of mind.
Finding the Guiding
Scribing the Fighting
I am complete when properly encased
Limitless in expanse, unable to waste.

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I love to rhyme, often sensually. I have to write, otherwise insanity. I leave my heart on paper. Feel free to feel my feels. I comment lovingly and completely.

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