Each night,
Each mornings, the doubts creep in,
making me think about you,
And I believe I exist
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I have read a couple of your poem and your bio. You certainly have a lot to offer. I like your style and will certainly be back to read more of your work.
Amusing poetry...Speechlessssssssss. Scintillating beauty, with heart filled with vinegar and charcoal, Feigned innocence, Feigned smiles, Even teardrops feigned in glycerine that you magically produce. 10+++++++++++
Thank you very much Asim.. The 'vinegar heart', however, I must confess, is taken from 'Poète Noir' by Antoin Artaud, and is not my original thought..
*Antonin Artaud, I beg your pardon...