It doesn’t have to stay that way, fright without solution, a feeling without feeling. There’s a resolution, there always is. An evening of perfection waning, you with abated breath clench onto your boyish caprices until its revisited decline. Nothing more … Continue reading
Void of all fear.As sweet as honey.Just as the real thing from the bees.Preserving their essence, nothing entailing them at play.For the spirit formerly conquered and bequeathed upon them a brimming of fortitude.They already are, no need to urge sensibility.We … Continue reading
This is where we’re at and I’m going to need a refill where I’m headed. No room for that madness or blame, nor sorrow nor shame…I only wish my head was clear before I took his name. What a blessing … Continue reading
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