Poems from alltheowls

Where are you?   In the wind? Whirling round and round Filling ears with the lonely sound   In the earthquake? Dizzying destruction and...
I am aware that this is precisely the one poet that would not chase away the human who binds us to speak
I am terribly afraid of pure anxiety but O how God sheds love on the soul
sometimes I feel as though the real me is not the FOREFRONT but rather my shadow hidden behind the smiles pushed away from the surface...
Utterly alone she cries Dying Piece by piece In the  War Against the lies   Everything is wrong How  Can she Keep  On Being strong   From...

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