The extravagance of every curve in each and point of direction in each letter is astonishing,For a writer's palm aroused by the motions of a written sentence.Once a set of words are sculpted into one's desired image,There's a sense of gratification felt regardless of how awful life seems.No amount of impending doom can trump over... Continue Reading →
Hollow Cities – Day 268, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Parading around in a mask is what most of us do year round.While some say,"I began watching to feel some excitement!"The rest,A select few,Refused to masquerade in a lie meant,To distract us from a truth most blissfully ignore.The artificial love along comradery fading away as fast as a dark cloud gliding through a sky raining... Continue Reading →