Tense – August 12, 2022

Doree Grief, life, love, poetry November 18, 2022November 18, 2022 1 Minute

Twirling my hair into knots

And swimming through shadows

I toss and turn

Until my brain melts into

Oblivion

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Published November 18, 2022November 18, 2022

masercot says:

November 19, 2022 at 8:09 am

Nice, Doree!

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1. Doree says:
  
  November 19, 2022 at 3:10 pm
  
  Thanks, Charlie! 🥰
  
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bigskybuckeye says:

December 24, 2022 at 2:41 pm

These verses spoke with a sense of tenderness. Even in oblivion, I hope we find such a feeling to bring us back to a better reality.

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1. Doree says:
  
  December 24, 2022 at 2:53 pm
  
  Getting lost in oblivion is not so bad, sometimes a much needed break from reality. I love your thoughts on this piece. ❤️
  
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