My shield of feathered purity.

My feet firmly on the floor,
as the future knocks feverishly at my door.
My past pleading, for a moment more,
this journey has left my body sore,
By night, my dreams are filled with blood and gore.
I worry my heart will never thaw,
in love and trust I will be poor.
No shining knight upon my shore,
but at least the devil wins no more,
as my shining angel keeps perfect score.
Each day I rise,
my feet
hit the floor.

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Welcome to my blog! Here you will find different forms of creative writing, lots of swearing, erotic poetry, random thoughts, beautiful imagery, but most of all you will find a version of truth. My truth, this is the way that I see the world. However, all of my work is a form of creative writing, a combination of truth and fiction. I write to express my creativity, not my needs!

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