Every time I think of you, it seems like you are already near me Every time I cry, I feel you cold hand on my shoulder I can’t wait any longer my love, I must see you… Feel you… Embrace you… Kiss you… & love you When I later feel the knife in my palm… Continue reading Lover With Death
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A SENSLESS DESIRE
I was once told something from an old dying man that I will never forget. At the time I was drunk, and young. Had just stumbled across him in a dimly lit alley one night.
spider
god a brown spider. living quietly in my palm. the little hairs of its body, look real tickish to anyone.
Flower (part 1)
It was three in the morning. Ali was dazed. She was always dazed. She was dazed with her life.