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Love me with madness, Warm blood flowing through my veins, May pain disappear.
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Under the grey moon, Quench my thirst with crimson blood, Revive my dying soul.
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I never thought This would unfold, In the shadows of my dreams, My waking nightmare. Losing my grip, Faces blur, God or Devil, Who do I become? Not now, Not here, Not my end, Release me. I stand, Another dawn, Seeking, searching, A new self. Hear my cry, Echoing loud, Through pain and joy, I…
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Everything was present until it abruptly vanished one day, nothing lasts forever, this is how life naturally unfolds, a fleeting dream, gone in a breath. I see my mind, a vast library, shelves of knowledge, corridors winding into dark corners of discovery, quiet spaces for the soul’s deep introspection, storing every tiny detail meticulously until…
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It was a gloomy night as John entered the shed to pick up the shovel and an old military rifle. Through the broken pane window, the moonlight shone faintly into the shed, but it wasn’t a problem for him to look for them in the darkness, as he had once lived in it. The fear…
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For writers like me, everything begins with a single word morphing into a sentence, a genesis fraught with promise and peril, even as plans falter and unravel, revealing uncharted realms of discovery. Creativity, a capricious muse, knows no true negativity; it’s the ebb and flow of words, some failing, some thriving, in a relentless pursuit…
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They wish to save the world, but they just can’t wake up, trapped in the haze of dreams and unfulfilled desires. I lay there, eyes open, fan blades spinning lazily above me, mocking the stillness. “The world just goes around, with or without you,” I mumbled to the empty room, a truth as harsh as…
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Ancient voices bless, Whispered prayers in twilight, Guide me in His light.