"Fly Kicks" ©2017✨ . for more inspirational and original prose follow on Instagram "Broms The Poet TV" on YouTube on Twitter and on Facebook . Honored by reposts. Please tag my name in them. Also feel free to tag your friends in the comment section below. ----------------------------------------

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What's more powerful ... biological obligation or psychological want? ....
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Are you down with the sickness.... #write #writing #writer #writersofinstagram #novel #fiction #romance #erotic #drama #writerslife #writersofig #writingcommunity #smut #sickthebook #sex #allthewords #porn #infectme #writerscorner #patient0 @drivanrusilko Instagram Photos | videos | post

What's more powerful ... biological obligation or psychological want? .... ---------------- Are you down with the sickness....

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Tomorrow will come .
You will born again ,
You will get a new chance to do again ,
At Least all problem will past like #yesterday . Instagram Photos | videos | post

Tomorrow will come . You will born again , You will get a new chance to do again , At Least all problem will past like .

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In the revised & expanded edition, I delve more into trauma. I know that it isn’t a popular subject for some readers but this is my story & the story of so many others. I want to give a voice to the voiceless. I’m not on the outside looking in. I’ve been there and we can get through it together. Excerpt from 17. #thechaosoflonging is available wherever books are sold tomorrow. . . . 
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In the revised & expanded edition, I delve more into trauma. I know that it isn’t a popular subject for some readers but this is my story & the story of so many others. I want to give a voice to the voiceless. I’m not on the outside looking in. I’ve been there and we can get through it together. Excerpt from 17. is available wherever books are sold tomorrow. . . .

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The scars
on my arms 
have their stories
to narrate,
that have been
buried deep 
within me.
So deep,
that holding them
in your palms,
would mean
penetrating those blades.
Again.
.
Now,
if they
beckon you- their cries,
and you wish to
listen to their 
strife,
it might
hurt me,
because
merely scraping off
the band-aid
would be
futile;
the poems
are inside.
.
So, Honey,
can't we
just let me be
and fathom constellations
instead,
tonight?
.
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The scars on my arms have their stories to narrate, that have been buried deep within me. So deep, that holding them in your palms, would mean penetrating those blades. Again. . Now, if they beckon you- their cries, and you wish to listen to their strife, it might hurt me, because merely scraping off the band-aid would be futile; the poems are inside. . So, Honey, can't we just let me be and fathom constellations instead, tonight? .

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Forever 
Time.
To even think of time is a very heavy task before trying to describe it. What is time? I think it is past, present and future all at the same point for infinity. So, what if a human were to be as infinite as time i.e., what if a human were to be immortal. When people usually think of it, they think how it'd be so exhilarating to be immortal, to never die, to live and experience different generations. That's what we do, we just think of all the advantages whenever we're asked to think of something or describe something. 
But just think again, to be immortal, to be as infinite as time, would it all be that alluring? Just think that you'll hurt on every pain you ever felt, every time, all together. All your scars will stay there to constantly remind you of all your sufferings. Just think how'd it feel, to fall in love, spend a lifetime with them and then watch them die and to start all over again. How many times would you dare to love, let alone love, how many times would you even dare to feel? Immortality won't be a gift, it'd be a curse, a curse that one day will leave you with never ending pain and suffering leading to anger and hatred for not only life but even yourself. You won't be able to look at yourself, you won't have the strength, you'd want to die but you can't and you can't dare to live because there's just so much pain, so much anger and so much hate, so what do you do? Where do you go? Who do you share all this with? You've seen death come and take everyone who ever became dear to you and you've waited for it to come to you and it just won't, it treats you like you're invisible and no matter how many times you try to jump in front of the train, you'll never reach your destination. The palace of dreams will never give shelter to an inferior like you, for you are the end... that never begins.

You're doomed without dying.

You're stuck, being alive.

You survive to die and you end up living.

You start living with demons around you but then you realise that there's only one demon and that's you.

You've been that demon since you got cursed with that gift.

#life #writeaway #thoughts #infinity #immortality #writersofinstagram #writer Instagram Photos | videos | post

Forever Time. To even think of time is a very heavy task before trying to describe it. What is time? I think it is past, present and future all at the same point for infinity. So, what if a human were to be as infinite as time i.e., what if a human were to be immortal. When people usually think of it, they think how it'd be so exhilarating to be immortal, to never die, to live and experience different generations. That's what we do, we just think of all the advantages whenever we're asked to think of something or describe something. But just think again, to be immortal, to be as infinite as time, would it all be that alluring? Just think that you'll hurt on every pain you ever felt, every time, all together. All your scars will stay there to constantly remind you of all your sufferings. Just think how'd it feel, to fall in love, spend a lifetime with them and then watch them die and to start all over again. How many times would you dare to love, let alone love, how many times would you even dare to feel? Immortality won't be a gift, it'd be a curse, a curse that one day will leave you with never ending pain and suffering leading to anger and hatred for not only life but even yourself. You won't be able to look at yourself, you won't have the strength, you'd want to die but you can't and you can't dare to live because there's just so much pain, so much anger and so much hate, so what do you do? Where do you go? Who do you share all this with? You've seen death come and take everyone who ever became dear to you and you've waited for it to come to you and it just won't, it treats you like you're invisible and no matter how many times you try to jump in front of the train, you'll never reach your destination. The palace of dreams will never give shelter to an inferior like you, for you are the end... that never begins. You're doomed without dying. You're stuck, being alive. You survive to die and you end up living. You start living with demons around you but then you realise that there's only one demon and that's you. You've been that demon since you got cursed with that gift.

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"Fly Kicks" ©2017✨ . for more inspirational and original prose follow on Instagram "Broms The Poet TV" on YouTube on Twitter and on Facebook . Honored by reposts. Please tag my name in them. Also feel free to tag your friends in the comment section below. ----------------------------------------

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What's more powerful ... biological obligation or psychological want? ....
----------------
Are you down with the sickness.... #write #writing #writer #writersofinstagram #novel #fiction #romance #erotic #drama #writerslife #writersofig #writingcommunity #smut #sickthebook #sex #allthewords #porn #infectme #writerscorner #patient0 @drivanrusilko Instagram Photos | videos | post

What's more powerful ... biological obligation or psychological want? .... ---------------- Are you down with the sickness....

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Tomorrow will come .
You will born again ,
You will get a new chance to do again ,
At Least all problem will past like #yesterday . Instagram Photos | videos | post

Tomorrow will come . You will born again , You will get a new chance to do again , At Least all problem will past like .

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In the revised & expanded edition, I delve more into trauma. I know that it isn’t a popular subject for some readers but this is my story & the story of so many others. I want to give a voice to the voiceless. I’m not on the outside looking in. I’ve been there and we can get through it together. Excerpt from 17. #thechaosoflonging is available wherever books are sold tomorrow. . . . 
#kyrobinson #writer #poetry #poetryisnotdead #poetrycommunity #survivors #17 #trauma #healing Instagram Photos | videos | post

In the revised & expanded edition, I delve more into trauma. I know that it isn’t a popular subject for some readers but this is my story & the story of so many others. I want to give a voice to the voiceless. I’m not on the outside looking in. I’ve been there and we can get through it together. Excerpt from 17. is available wherever books are sold tomorrow. . . .

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The scars
on my arms 
have their stories
to narrate,
that have been
buried deep 
within me.
So deep,
that holding them
in your palms,
would mean
penetrating those blades.
Again.
.
Now,
if they
beckon you- their cries,
and you wish to
listen to their 
strife,
it might
hurt me,
because
merely scraping off
the band-aid
would be
futile;
the poems
are inside.
.
So, Honey,
can't we
just let me be
and fathom constellations
instead,
tonight?
.
#writersofinstagram
#writersofig #writersofindia #wordporn #wordsmith #igwriters
#writings #writer  #writersnetwork #writingisnotdead #writingislife #writingprompts #writerscommunity #writersnest #writingcommunity #poetsofig  #poetryisnotdead  #musings #latenightmusings #bleedingink #poetrycommunity #spilledink #writerscorner #wordgasm #poemsporn #wordporn #poetic  #artistic #bleedingwords Instagram Photos | videos | post

The scars on my arms have their stories to narrate, that have been buried deep within me. So deep, that holding them in your palms, would mean penetrating those blades. Again. . Now, if they beckon you- their cries, and you wish to listen to their strife, it might hurt me, because merely scraping off the band-aid would be futile; the poems are inside. . So, Honey, can't we just let me be and fathom constellations instead, tonight? .

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Forever 
Time.
To even think of time is a very heavy task before trying to describe it. What is time? I think it is past, present and future all at the same point for infinity. So, what if a human were to be as infinite as time i.e., what if a human were to be immortal. When people usually think of it, they think how it'd be so exhilarating to be immortal, to never die, to live and experience different generations. That's what we do, we just think of all the advantages whenever we're asked to think of something or describe something. 
But just think again, to be immortal, to be as infinite as time, would it all be that alluring? Just think that you'll hurt on every pain you ever felt, every time, all together. All your scars will stay there to constantly remind you of all your sufferings. Just think how'd it feel, to fall in love, spend a lifetime with them and then watch them die and to start all over again. How many times would you dare to love, let alone love, how many times would you even dare to feel? Immortality won't be a gift, it'd be a curse, a curse that one day will leave you with never ending pain and suffering leading to anger and hatred for not only life but even yourself. You won't be able to look at yourself, you won't have the strength, you'd want to die but you can't and you can't dare to live because there's just so much pain, so much anger and so much hate, so what do you do? Where do you go? Who do you share all this with? You've seen death come and take everyone who ever became dear to you and you've waited for it to come to you and it just won't, it treats you like you're invisible and no matter how many times you try to jump in front of the train, you'll never reach your destination. The palace of dreams will never give shelter to an inferior like you, for you are the end... that never begins.

You're doomed without dying.

You're stuck, being alive.

You survive to die and you end up living.

You start living with demons around you but then you realise that there's only one demon and that's you.

You've been that demon since you got cursed with that gift.

#life #writeaway #thoughts #infinity #immortality #writersofinstagram #writer Instagram Photos | videos | post

Forever Time. To even think of time is a very heavy task before trying to describe it. What is time? I think it is past, present and future all at the same point for infinity. So, what if a human were to be as infinite as time i.e., what if a human were to be immortal. When people usually think of it, they think how it'd be so exhilarating to be immortal, to never die, to live and experience different generations. That's what we do, we just think of all the advantages whenever we're asked to think of something or describe something. But just think again, to be immortal, to be as infinite as time, would it all be that alluring? Just think that you'll hurt on every pain you ever felt, every time, all together. All your scars will stay there to constantly remind you of all your sufferings. Just think how'd it feel, to fall in love, spend a lifetime with them and then watch them die and to start all over again. How many times would you dare to love, let alone love, how many times would you even dare to feel? Immortality won't be a gift, it'd be a curse, a curse that one day will leave you with never ending pain and suffering leading to anger and hatred for not only life but even yourself. You won't be able to look at yourself, you won't have the strength, you'd want to die but you can't and you can't dare to live because there's just so much pain, so much anger and so much hate, so what do you do? Where do you go? Who do you share all this with? You've seen death come and take everyone who ever became dear to you and you've waited for it to come to you and it just won't, it treats you like you're invisible and no matter how many times you try to jump in front of the train, you'll never reach your destination. The palace of dreams will never give shelter to an inferior like you, for you are the end... that never begins. You're doomed without dying. You're stuck, being alive. You survive to die and you end up living. You start living with demons around you but then you realise that there's only one demon and that's you. You've been that demon since you got cursed with that gift.

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