“Thank you for coming” his voice was quieter than she remembered, almost a whisper. But she still caught...
Drifting away through the wind
Without a moments doubt
I recognize my sins
All the...
Who is this face in the mirror Every breath I take, they get nearer
Who is this alien,...
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The girl The gun The rain The sun
The gift The choice The curse...
Love is the touch that renders me still,
And Love is the hunger that I cannot fill,
Love is...
I left him behind, either that or he couldn't keep up. In the playground crying, ...
Glassy eyed stares
Festering naive glares
Ego's bursting at the seems
for an...
This scientist you see
Almost got a Nobel Prize
She invented a laughing gun for free...
