"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Trees talk to me while they sway back and forth, Leaves rustle sounds of peace and prosperity while I lounge on grass. Warm kisses of sunshine clutter my entire body, Forming shadows revealing everything I choose not to see. Human nature isn't perfect, After all. There is no other beauty amounting to each broken branch... Continue Reading →
Scalpels, Knives, A dream of severance. A deliverance of evil, While living in contradiction... Although surgical in my analysis of others, I fail to slap a bandaid on my personal wounds administered by Palms of Death. A sword of light, Of all things... Every kiss blown, A preinducement of seduction, Of the finest kind. Because,... Continue Reading →
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