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( votes)Immured
written by: Anne G
@TheInkTruth
Immured am I within these thoughts
whilst wisps of memories harken back
to days of lore and nights before
Of moments missed, a summers kiss
of winters frost
of love and loss
A pause, a sigh
emotions fly
free to wander search and find
The hidden gems that hide inside
that speak to life and reasons why
my heart sublime still beats in time
Anne G
JUNE 2016 AUTHOR OF THE MONTH at Spillwords.com
Why write?
I write because I am:
Driven to distraction by the inequities of the society in which we live.
Motivated by cruelty, abuse, ignorance and indifference.
My intention: To poke, prod and provoke!
"Moderation is a fatal thing. Nothing succeeds like excess." - Oscar Wilde
I write because I am:
Driven to distraction by the inequities of the society in which we live.
Motivated by cruelty, abuse, ignorance and indifference.
My intention: To poke, prod and provoke!
"Moderation is a fatal thing. Nothing succeeds like excess." - Oscar Wilde
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