Most of my inspiration is from sadness...When I write, I create a release..I have no intention of causing depression from my poetry, if anything I appreciate the ability to express it.

Wednesday, February 1, 2012

Surrender your attrition to the dead end of winter,
My magnetism draws the soul of the unwilling... 

I'm burning inside, my heart lives.
My blood turns cold from the everlasting ache. 

I'll remain silent and lock what's left..
Dream of love and become forgotten. 

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