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Words.

Being Eimear.

Laughter cannot be contained. Writing passionately, unrestrained. Probably paint and coffee stained. Bundles of sheets scribbled upon with pure devotion. A brain filled with ideas, worries and commotion. Hearing people with empathy and emotion. Lost in a books pages with intense concentration. A tendency for messiness and procrastination. Distracted easily, encapsulated by rumination. When I […]

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Poetry. Words.

Calm in the storm.

The wind howls. Growling, tugging unsuspecting hairs to and fro. Bashing, pushing, and shrieking. The rain pours in torrents, merciless, wreaking havoc. Empowered, bold, loud. Free in the noise, I run. I squeal. No one else is crazy enough to be out in this weather. No one else would dare be struck by lightning. Only […]

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Poetry. Thoughts

Life.

                       Why do you say you own me when I cannot be confined? Why do you describe me when I cannot be defined? Why do you demand from me a journey that is not yours to live? Why do you command from me things I cannot give? Why do you disown me and condemn how […]

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Poetry.

The Ominous Clock

I cannot be measured, I cannot be disposed, I keep all things orderly and composed. My hands move as each event unravels, I dictate where life travels. Worshiped by all of human kind, I control your wandering mind. Presence is a concept for the fortunate few, Without me what would you do? Worthless and hated […]