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Brooding Nimbus
I have an aura of a purple ambience. . . a woebegone . . . forlorn essence and perfume my painful past is a heavy dark cloak I am subdued and solitary memories haunt my days and nights my brooding nimbus is who I am and I accept this cloud of sadness that is me it surrounds me like a vapor like a vampire who thirsts for blood I thirst for my grief and for all those I loved so I never forget what love is and that I was truly loved by many once upon a time sometimes the vapor of sadness that surrounds me is like a hued purple gauzy cloud quite beautiful others have seen it and remarked and I have seen it too you may think me a lonely and unhappy girl but I am not really though admit I am quite moody I tend to brood, and ponder too much getting hurt easily is my history but it is the incense of my character I thirst for silence like a need oh, without this brooding feeling could I write . . . poetry for to write . . . I must reach deep into the darkness deep into my soul . . . for the words
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