To live or die, To deteriorate or procreate, The human condition is a repeated rendition....
That, in which is lost faded with time like the sun, at dusk uncertain of when...
To this word that flows off the tongue so well, To the one that has freed me from my own personal...
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I hoped she wouldn't have seen this yet...
I hoped she was just much too busy getting drunk and...
Chapter 1
Little feet cautiously descended from the top bunk, the wooden ladder creaking softly...
Why did I choose the streets I know that the streets hate me.
why did I choose the streets because...
If I was just a lonely house upon a hill I'd be very happy to have the...
Silvia brushes her hair with one of her hands gently slides over her head the robust...
In dawn's new light, the world reborn, From Ragnarök’s night, a bright new morn. Gone are the...
In halls of gold where warriors stood, Valhalla's might, in Asgard's wood. Prepared for...
Looking through the windows of my mind I remember all my sorrow and all of my...
Restless eyes tiring the vision of her very own emptiness her fragile heart ...
Summer is the time for dreaming as the light reaches out to us before the break...
a ray of light so strong It felt as though I'd been struck fiercely by a bolt...
Eyes so tired eyes so tired of seeing the same waste ...
I hope we do not forget how to be kind I hope we remember how strong we are, I hope...
She plays with words like they are lollies, Sweetly and bouncily...