
Too many thoughts the page
appears to blur. I start and
then I stop, random scribbles
fill the stage. I need to hit
the beach I need to feel the tide,
for a moment in time I really
want to hide.
A cog within the works a
change I have to face,
I’m longing to become,
lost without a trace.
KH©2016
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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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