Poems from Calamity-Shock

I searched for a meaning inside the vault of loneliness where wary souls were screaming evolving your name's lament.  Grazed and disfigured...
Lost in the hay of turmoil like an abashed voice beneath the fences of darkness and a foil there was never a reasonable choice.  Eulogistic...
Going in circles, life has a purpose that will enable a tragic torture.  Feeding disabled the stone that blocks us rather than embracing ...
A granular lair, away and disposed a solitude gnashed with the tire of a van.  Of partial grounds, a foam, a welcome foretold misgiving the...
Solitude the teacher, solitude the disposition. Life is an open portal worth going after for All invigorated to the custody of an execrable...

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