Truth About Mad Men

Honestly, I'm torn apart inside. With pain on my feet while I walk beneath sunshine, And smile no matter how much I wince for a clean slate. Because, I know why I feel the pain I feel, As I swipe steel across a page when I should be resting still... Sometimes, I don't even know... Continue Reading →

What I Want

My stewardship of Poetry means the world to me and more. All I'd love to do is escape into a desolate land where words grow on Trees while Authorship shines brightest. Where souls peacefully mesh into one Being in order to create a story that is new under the sun. But, how often to we... Continue Reading →

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