You see them everyday, The Shadows that have substance. In silence they stride, For fear of the light of cruelty. With the softest whispers they…
Comments closedYou see them everyday, The Shadows that have substance. In silence they stride, For fear of the light of cruelty. With the softest whispers they…
Comments closedYou read a book with a cross across the front, Seeing only black and white in your life. For despite your years a simple lie…
Comments closedIn a world of crows, upon a set of scales most damaged stand two tied souls. Across the skies crow do fly, dropping unwanted weight…
Comments closedThe crackling of leaves fill the air as the wind sighs through the trees, Speaking to us, about what we know not. The light cast…
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