Ashen Pages
Unfiltered stories, opinions, and poems
Tag: love
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Troubles, perched upon my bay. They grind and dance in flimsy colors. Too daring and fraught not to relax. These troubles, you see, they are rigid and gaunt. Deep inside, they knock, knock, knock. Quietly, tip toe and tell me: Shh. I cannot seem to contain them. Why, this simply cannot be. My destiny must…
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An abundance of warmth held Each tip of your finger Drenched in water, here Try closer, stay Linger above me The windows are open, here Try closer— leveraged Each breath of your mouth Feeling sounds of song Drown in your sorrows, I Reached back to no return Barrels made of hearts Each stone cold pressed …
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The search for freedom cannot be found in a nation. We are born with it, through God. The fears that have built up are only the product of what we have created as a collective species. Living in a free world that does not feel free and only having the illusion that we are. In…