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The Path
She saunters along the empty path,Blossom swoops to kiss her in the wind. It's gentle touch, a starlit lover, warms her hollow heart. She felt the breath of a thousand souls caress her once innocent skin, now gently wizened by the years gone by. Each step her troublesome bones feel the rough and rugged ground clawing at her steps to slow her further. The aches in her rickety joints pull her down. ...
Friday 23rd June 2017 10:13 pm
Sunny Days
I don't feel worthy of this earth.
It's a bright and happy day today.
I feel a fraud amongst it all.
As kids and parents play.
Sandcastles, colourful buckets and plastic spades,
Happy laughter fills the air.
Desperate darkness clouds it.
There is no point, no joy, no end,
I am hollow and so void.
I smile and wave and look the part,
Each photo frames the day.
Behind the mask the c...
Friday 2nd June 2017 9:42 pm
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