Abira of Lonsdale was the princess-to-be If it came down to it, She would choose the crown, Having the crown meant happiness, Pleasure, Wealth, Delight, Yes, in her eyes, it… Read on
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I am Nothing More Than The accumulation Of The past Forced Into Another Layer Of God Forsaken Reality Forced To play Out Another Set Of motions That Have Already Been… Read on
The grass Seems To have Frozen Over At places Or perhaps It is a Trick Of the Light The way It grazes Its fingers To make It glimmer Such A… Read on
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I am consumed by the overwhelming presence of your love. It crashes into my soul like lightning, leaving me in a state of habromania, intoxicated by the sheer magnitude of… Read on
My grave Will have Flowers Won’t it? The petals Withering As the Worms Further My peace The constant Rush Swallowed As my Body is Encapsulated The wind A distant Threat… Read on