Wont Ever Reach The Shore Writing

Soaring in the pulsate skies painted birds go passing by. The orange dye of the sun fractures into a thousand stars. Is this who we think we are? I..

I believe in my mind that tonight is the night when black meets white. And the universe will shed a tear. I will form from the blood, watering the..

Dirty hands can always teach. The mute mans mouth has something to preach. There is always something hidden in the picture. Another’s mind ca..

I count to three, you yell. You tell me, all there is to tell. I am falling and you my sweet are suspended. Midair, drifting though the sparkles of..

The winter's breath is propelling through your hair. Motionless we sit and stare and hold each other under the chalice moon. Frozen in time, the..

Compartment 114
Compartment 114

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The snow is descending from the clouds. The strong smell of evergreen is filling the air. Summer is falling and winter is here. Someday warmth will..

You pray to complain dont even bother the angels. You scream about your pain and whimper this cant be sane. Dont wish for death, nothing good ever..

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