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Through it all

I’ve befriended these corners and gripped onto time, comfortably content with the ghosts in my broken nights, like hollow frames without their unspoken canvases. Within those walls, I’ve let my charcoal pin dance to the sounds of your devious poison that put you in a tragic trance , the vibratos of your cackles and joyful glances. How you took my empty lungs on a ride of jubilance, how bruises and blood became souvenirs of resilience, softening the barbs and shortening my tolerance. You’ve shown me how humor is a forsaken brilliance. In your arms and in your heart, every sunrise became ecstatic art. I wonder if you could still see, through the surreal skies and chaotic clouds, how everything you’ve left in me beams in a sea of crowds. Your smile was my lesson in molding mercy, and the snort that came after was my sanctuary. I wonder how many feathered fairies seek you to make their day, leaving them breathless with nothing left to say. One day, we shall meet again, when I’m buried by a fleet of birth-bound men, through the magical doorway beneath a six-foot hole. On that day, we shall gather our dancing coals.

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Date: 11/10/2024 3:50:00 AM
'I’ve let my charcoal pin dance'/' feathered fairies seek you to make their day'.. brilliant write. congratulations on your win dear poet. happy writing Cheers !!!
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Date: 11/10/2024 12:54:00 AM
‘ In your arms and in your heart, every sunrise became ecstatic art.’. This is poetry at its best. I thoroughly enjoyed engaging in your artwork here. Please keep up the excellent writing. Congrats on your placement.
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Date: 10/16/2024 2:40:00 PM
Dear Lioness, While reading your well-inked poem, I felt it was dreamlike and surreal yet deeply emotional and, yes, personal. What a powerful exploration of loss, memory, and the lasting impact of a significant relationship. A pleasure to read! Autumn Blessings, My Dear Friend, Daniel
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Date: 10/16/2024 5:54:00 AM
Hey LOP good to see you writing. As I recall your poem on our pal Aura was sublime. Your use of metaphors is interesting, unique. Not familiar with the charcoal references but it seems to be connected to dance. Walking on hot coals? Anyway, my fave line is the one with snort in it. Cracks me up for some reason. Roar
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Tom Woody
Date: 10/16/2024 9:24:00 AM
After reading your convo with inky I have a different perspective now. Very sweet and I, for one, absolutely believe in future reunions
Date: 10/16/2024 12:54:00 AM
Wow some knock out lines in this - blew me away! Excellent :)
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Lioness Onpaper
Date: 10/16/2024 1:10:00 AM
Thank you.. glad u enjoyed it
Date: 10/16/2024 12:25:00 AM
Oh papi! I love seeing the soft side of you too, where you express nostalgia and grief through such deep metaphors. I know the story behind this and i can resonate with this poem as i lost my best friend so young and to the same illness which youv described here as “ devious poison” so many brilliant lines in this papi! I especially love “ I wonder how many feathered fairies seek you to make their day,” i wonder too! “ One day, we shall meet again,“ i hope so too! That you will be reunited! Its always so good to see you write and post here! Sending you light always
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Lioness Onpaper
Date: 10/16/2024 1:09:00 AM
Thank u papi…. Yess she was my best friend who passed away at the age of 21… she was amazing!!! You wud have loved her… between me n her .. she was the one who kept falling sick but she had much much more joy n energy than me … u feel me aee papi.., we shall reunite with our friends one day with joy n laughter!!!

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