The Memory
As a memory fades, the mind tries to rescue the truth by inventing surreal images to dress up the nakedness of it, bringing it back to life in a distorted way, at the cost of purity. So we go through life without pain, surrounded by thick cushions of clouds, but at night the dream blows away all the mist, and lets me see you in all clarity, as if it were day time, and I realize again: I truly loved you.
Broken Pieces
Love is like a bull in a china shop. If you get caught in between two lovers, get out of the store, or be ready to pick up a million broken pieces, including your own.
The Memory, Broken Pieces
By Vincent Van Zandvoort | Poetry / Prose | 10 Aug 2021
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Vincent Van Zandvoort
As an author and a musician, I craft short stories, songs, poetry, and prose across various genres. My work delves into themes of disappointment, confusion, betrayal, corruption, grief, sacrifice, friendship, loyalty, and the boundless nature of love.
Poetry / Prose
As an author and a musician, I craft short stories, songs, poetry, and prose across various genres, including science fiction, fantasy, supernatural, thriller, horror, and drama. My work delves into themes of disappointment, confusion, betrayal, corruption, grief, sacrifice, friendship, loyalty, and the boundless nature of love. Here, you’ll find something that resonates with everyone.
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