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Rock star Griffin Huntley longs for the one thing he never had—family. And who better to give it to him than his girlfriend, manager, and muse, Christina Olsen. But when his New Year’s Eve marriage proposal hits a sour note, Christina flees his limo in the middle of Manhattan, leaving Griffin fearing the worst.
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I feel as though the heavy weight of my perpetual sadness has been lifted from me,
I feel my centre of gravity returing as I put my feet on the ground and walk around,
happily absorbing the world like a sponge again,
I have been waiting for this waiting to find my way back,
So many mind exercises I have tried, and physical task to getmy head in the right place,
but it seems the most recent has made things a little more clearer,
I walked backwards in my mind,
where am I now?
where was I before this?
what did I do before that?
how far can I walk back?
now that I am here, I feel as though I am not in such a small space in my head,
but in a larger, day, week, month.
Artwork by: Anna (Life As A Bipolar Artist)
On a darkened road,
Death waits. On my GPS,
I re-route the way.
Death is Watching at SlasherMonster!
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Slipping into sleep
a hundred years ago
a spindle, a spell, a castle
and an arrow and a bow.
Into that tranquil slumber
in land eternally blue
the princess upon her bed
bidding the present adieu.
One hundred years, almost eternal
magic stopped the clock
revenge, a sour spell
twisted firm the lock.
Casting the castle
in nocturnal lure
wanderlust souls treading
in places unsure.
Into worlds bathed in mystery
the frozen years
the passage nears
suspended from history.
There deep inside the woods
where melancholy grew rampant
a prince, the marksman hunter
walked through bramble once brilliant.
Cautious in approach,
skilled in use of bow
the prince determined to seek
what time had turned slow.
That he should find one so fair
upon a bed magnificent
awakened the girl with a kiss
a love forever elegant.
I guess it could be Fairytale Friday…I’ve been in charge of storytelling this week…
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