Poems from Ean_the_Irishman

I don't like to give myself away. I'd rather let my writing do that for me.
Sometimes  AsDays go by,NothingEqualsSufficientSubstance. DespairEnsues,PlagueRuns wild,ExpressionStopped,Scrutinized...
You were my partner…. you were my brother…You understood this side of me the way no one else could.We’d vent to each other, we struggled...
The silence that fills his ears mirrors the emptiness that lives within him.Yet the chaos that controls his mindpenetrates as deeply as...
She completely tore him apart.Molecule by molecule he started to evaporate,only there was no cycle of reincarnation this time. She - who...
Sleep deprived,zombie-like;as mindless as air,and as mechanical as the gearshiftsof a manual transmission. Some have a spark in their...

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