"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Rainy afternoons like these makes you reminisce a bit, Doesn't it? About how good things could've been. Or, Memories on memories that make your temple itch over a hot cup of hot chocolate with fluffy marshmallows on top. A cup where you bounce and melt your what ifs to until the very last sip. But,... Continue Reading →
Rainy mornings. Each droplet, A reminder for the growth we must undergo. We're all a rose, Evanescent, Meshing with inner sun rays when, We are woken inside. Spirits soaring all across the Sky we've woven despite, How dark it once was... Sure. We might of had days where water has overflown, Prompting a Drought of... Continue Reading →
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