A masquerade of a darken pit into hell, this roomA ruse, this tousled bedNot offered, respectNo longer on defense, my acceptanceWorthy of validation, my love, my grace to all circumstance I begetYour vision of me, who the fuck caresMental aerobics … Continue reading
I do not know all that I need to know about making a baklava, nor am I aware of the last discovery that has been made of this decadent delicacy. But I listen to the soft whisper and the unknown … Continue reading
I wanted to say sorry and you’re welcome to a special person whom I let down. We connected near the end of our four-year milestone on a quasi-campus Metropolis where a lot of energies could make or break you at … Continue reading
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