But you, the rider
of my torment
and creator of my unease,
I do still love you, in secret.
From the darkest corners
of my fucked up soul,
I worship you.
© Nicole Lyons
In Secret
But you, the rider
of my torment
and creator of my unease,
I do still love you, in secret.
From the darkest corners
of my fucked up soul,
I worship you.
© Nicole Lyons
Sunshine on Razor Wire: perspectives from "inside"
presented by Kindra M. Austin
the maiden, mother and caffeinated crone
Poetry and prose by Basilike Pappa
Oh… yes… its true.
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There is that, indeed there is.
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Indeed there is 🖤
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Reblogged this on cabbagesandkings524 and commented:
Something darkly searing from Nicole
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Oh well this💔
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Love!
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Thank you 🖤
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Very touching and I know that feeling…
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Ha. RIGHT! Sometimes even platonic love can be that way.
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Indeed it can.
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Reblogged this on Sudden Denouement Literary Collective and commented:
Nicole Lyons/The Lithium Chronicles
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Thank you so much, always appreciated.
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Oh my. Feel this so deeply. You always manage to capture such astounding truths in such few words. Thank you.
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Thank you so much
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Deeply a powerful message. Your truth is spot on.
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