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Nanaimo Moon

light through darkness and thick smokey fog, like an eye that watches over the Harbour City.   its beauty entrances those it catches with eyes peered upward towards the glow in the sky.   it’s our moon, its chest out through the fog and cloud, brightly loud with pride, just like us.   a game of peek-a-boo

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Ripped Through to the Soul

Shadows cast through the eyes  as pain pierces the heart a fresh wound as knife slices  through skin draws blood hand reaches in to pull  rips out part of soul inner demons fight to keep the rest in it belongs to them numbness draws a smile upon the face to fake the battle has not

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Thirst For Words

I sink my teeth into the neck of the novel as I crack open the cover and pierce my eyes upon the first page. I  taste the sweet succulence of victim’s blood as if I were the one to feed. Swept into my fantasy through the words of another, carefully balance each existence as I

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