Poems from HHerring

No: life isn't horrible. No: life isn't terrible  or terrifying. No: I cannot stand silent anymore. Yes: I will stand up for  what I know...
Each hope I have rests here; My dreams, they’re still inside. For though the hope’s to fly 'Twill be a long, long ride.   Though music...
Quiet, gently grow Into strength and purity Until you become
O love, thou fateful fiend of fiery pain That dances on my heart as if it were A joyous song whose feet pound out a train That draws my...
Each step taken is another place moved. Each word spoken is another breath breathed. Each speech given is another passion found. Each song...

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