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the change of seasons within us.

the change of seasons within us.

our last days of winter were spent inhaling poetry, high on smoke and spice and a whole lot of s o u l, our lungs like hidden chambers filled with a breath of ashes, our hearts like hollow canyons filled with the echoes of prose we took a drag of every line and purged...
there is power in embracing the change.

there is power in embracing the change.

the night howls and the daylight fades, nature sweeps us up in a million shades and i am hypnotized by falling leaves, captivated by their color — green-yellow-caramel  fueillemort we were taught this is evidence of death, but i find life in their evolution, i see...
Seasons

Seasons

I rage like Summer, channeling the beast within, this heat of mine fires scorching words I need you hear my pain and feel my hurt I want you watch when these bridges burn I am a winter soul who soaks up the cold, standing alone and waiting on the coming freeze I am...