Under the night’s glare, sparkle beam sun, does the air of freedom float in the breeze. As I gaze to the pinprick heavn’s above, for a setting of such that I please.
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Thoughts that haunted my lust
I sit here trying to understand this unearth wanting that seems to prevail oh so indefinitely in my mind. Desire with such richness to it that it makes me want to proclaim all the things I never truly believed in. And if consciousness is subtle then I suppose my subconscious is slowly digging its way… Continue reading Thoughts that haunted my lust