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Welcome fellow artist, writers and readers. Today I have the following question I want to ask you; “I am looking for whatever creative artist that exist for my next Project…

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‘Deeds,

With greed as my empathy I behold of a dream with define law. Where lovers react to sympathy to as where death fought for their draw. Endless inspirations falls of…

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‘This thursday,

Gosh, I don’t even know how to start. Don’t even know what I should say or talk about at this moment. It’s been a while since I even shared a…

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‘Haunting,

I am not that beauty I am not that the star. I am the silhouette night I am  afar with my war.   I sought for my past As I…

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‘ascend,

Whenever I howl for my night I conquer my own light. That breath I set into my fight Had not to be my fright. To whom hears my tears I…

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‘where,

  My road had to be open as Where I disappeared and been woken. With death I arise, with love I demise and honour was my compromise. . That night…

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‘Liberation,

This dream haunts with my sympathy as I bloom and flee under my realm. A Midnight stroll echoes to my flower, where I kiss and linger as I felt overwhelmed.…

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‘Forgiving,

Just before I close my eyes I ask myself; “What if?” Where I endeavour the hollow between my sadness, thus I spell and whittle words with my tongue and madness.…

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‘Sojourn,

As I was lost in the meadows my scream echoes with my fall, where I surrender merely I remember my broken wall. In the afar distance I see the enemy…

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‘Contretemps,

  As I leap, a brief connection between ebb and tide, falls between your sight. Thus I create my own path as I lean onto your night. Within that distance…

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‘Titanism,

But what reflects the mirror in my eye if I can’t see what you have to decide? Where the light in the darkness reflects my hollow moonlight. Whereas I see…

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‘Impetus,

On the edge of my time I seek for the right mind and as my past flashes by I feel declined, but now I bloom and bleed for my kind.…

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