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November Rain

written by: odonko-ba

@odonkoba

 

hearts
as cold as sleet
beating frigidly
within a desolated cavity

a wasteland of remembrance
teetering on madness
echoes thoughts of insanity

where words
vitriolic at best
cut deep
beneath the soul

a place
where beauty once lived
lay ugly and abandoned...

and as winter creeps
through cracks long forgotten
love
lies trampled in the madness

odonko-ba

odonko-ba

I might not be the smartest apple to fall from the tree but believe me, the resonance of my impact resoundingly reverberates the tree stirring emotions and messaging egos in quiet retribution. I am a moody anti-social introvert. Meaning: I Trust No One. My best friend is myself. My companion ~ my dog.
I write because I must. It is my life-line. My Beacon in a world cloaked in darkness, steadfast upon destruction, blinded by their own selfish needs...I write because I must, to maintain my sanity in an otherwise insane world.
Welcome to my humble sanctum
odonko-ba

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