Stylized Emotions II
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The reason for a confession is common to all of us. A loss or a great joy, the ecstasy in front of something high or the overflowing tenderness. The attempt to expose your soul to the eyes of others, who may or may not understand you, is a brave act. It receives no recognition, but there is the hope that you are not alone. A consolation is a fairy tale. Thoughts that are spread on paper in order to become fairy tales. I comfort these concerns with my own words.

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Date de parution 11 février 2021
Nombre de lectures 0
EAN13 9781456636920
Langue English

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Stylized Emotions II
by
Dory Newell
February 2021
Table of Contents
Title Page
Explore
Fortune
Change
Beauty
Try
Willingness
Boredom
Faces
Dry
Summer Flower
Wait for you
Nope
For your ego
Butterfly
Yes
Sea
Explore


S and smoke in the sky with rifles
In the terrified wilderness and in the woods
A bird dies sick at the base
That the fire has crushed it with fists.
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A guilty silence, a terrible sign
No one in the world remembers the noise
The street lights went out and he's scared
And planes drop rivers of water.
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A n owl was lost with four young
In an invisible ravine of the winds
So as he takes tears of the afflicted
And a cry that has nails for a cloud.
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D ouble fires are lit in the castor forests
And the flames reach the two beams of the houses
And you run on land without traffic lights
Where the hours leave with thirst and swearing.
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T he crow crowed on a naked landscape
The beauty is made for two meters
I want to wrap you in the blanket
To stun the breath of the pulse.
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T he sun twisted the stone, the branches
And this weather constantly nails you
An air taken to burn
And to read his wounds with rust.
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W ords lost in the smoke , lost in the papers
The moment you stare with your palm burned
For years a sphere waits in the chamber
To tear over the numb day and fire.

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