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I am not a writer...How can one write about emptiness without confusing it for depression? But I suppose I'm not empty at all, for being numb is far preferable to this ache that grows in me. It's really not depression at all, unless perhaps a subtle form, but it's really more like I'm missing something I never really had. And here I am, writing this, and formatting it like poetry when I know, I'm only rambling and pretending that I am more than what I am. Playing make-believe that I could be a writer, could be an artist with words, the way Caravaggio was &I am not a writer...


TwilightEvery day at twilight, the night creatures arise, filling in the silence that the day left behind with their untamed melodies, song written under the inconstant moon. They dance in the dusk, singing songs with no words, for no language could ever be enough to describe her. The Earth conducts their symphonies with all the grace of a goddess, the motions of her hands guiding percussive oceans as the sway of her body draws howls from the wind. She wears the sky in shades of fire, scarlet spilling over into an array of blues and indigTwilight
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i'm not afraid to die. but i'm afraid to dry./
"Je ne suis pas daccord avec ce que vous dites, mais je me
battrai jusqu? la mort pour que vous ayez le droit de le dire"
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Reflections on an Antipodal Life
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Love: Megz xoxox
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