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Dimples I’d Love To Kiss

Solace is found in Her dimples when Her cheeks rise to the sounds of Cheer.Witnessing her smile feels like,Being hugged by heartwarming sunshine after surviving a winter storm as turbulent as my heart this very moment.If only...If only she opened her heart to the thought of intertwining our existence.If only she looked past my sneakers... Continue Reading →

Smell Of Hard Work

"Look at those Jordans! Mad dirty!" "Haha, They even have holes in them, They're cooked!" ... Voices within my mind tend to manifest through the vocal cords of guilty bystanders. Demons who frolic in the name of wear and tears involuntarily shown as I master! My patience... The kind of patience where I take my... Continue Reading →

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