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The Haunting Of…
Stare into my eyesAnd what do you seeBeyond mere physicalThe redness and fatiguePast a tiredness and regretThe HAUNTING…
Wordless Wednesday – #19
Stare into my eyesAnd what do you seeBeyond mere physicalThe redness and fatiguePast a tiredness and regretThe HAUNTING…
Whether she was conceived in love, or not. Under the cover of darkness, or in the light. Born…
“What a beautiful day this is, Woodstock!” ~Snoopy
An uncomfortable familiarity, hangs heavy above.  Swirling mysteries rise, trapped forever between.          Memories; of what used to…
