Dreams & Delusions…

Unexpressed

Words are fuckers, sometimes…
When all I want is to express
This desirous need in excess,
The words won’t assemble to confess-
My aching heart drowns in loneliness.

~Antanya

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8 responses

  1. Lisa

    I’m feeling the isolation today as well.

    April 17, 2015 at 12:37 pm

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    • Antanya In The Fog

      Wanna come over and dance (and sing!) to music videos? ❤

      April 17, 2015 at 12:39 pm

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      • Lisa

        Sure!!! I’m bringing brownies too and whiskey. ❤

        April 17, 2015 at 12:40 pm

      • Antanya In The Fog

        My kinda girl. ❤

        April 17, 2015 at 12:43 pm

      • Lisa

        ❤ 😉

        April 17, 2015 at 12:43 pm

  2. simplycomplex

    The power in a word cannot be overstated, yet you laid them out perfectly. Well done my friend.

    April 20, 2015 at 10:40 am

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