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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…
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Do you live with a passion allowing the colors of your life to shine outward, touching and impacting…
Stare into my eyesAnd what do you seeBeyond mere physicalThe redness and fatiguePast a tiredness and regretThe HAUNTING…
And how could we endure to live and let time simply pass if we were always crying and…
In the quiet before the coming storm, in the dark before the first light of morn. Out of…
“Bare Sheer Opal Whirls Conjuring Vague Alluring Dreams” ~M The above was created for Free Write Friday using…