Brennan Scotland Biography
I must be under tremendous stress to write, emotional and drunk. Just one or the other is not enough, the pain just gets worse. But when I’m at my lowest and very drunk, the words pour out of me like water out a fountain. Few times in my life have I been there, only 3 times before at the time of this bio. Fewer also are the poems I post, for I’m not an open person. Solitude is my island, control my mountain, poetry my release. The pain and hatred never leave, but at least they become compartmentalized. Controlled for another day.
I would easily kill for her
I would gladly die for her
I would give the world to her
I would let the world BURN for her
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Love is the blooming rose
Beauty unsurpassed
Magnificence unattainable
An allure that binds us
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To feel the cold wind blow across my face
A chill to the soul
The warmth of my heart stolen away
With a careless word
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