My muse has diedOh Horatio The wild running watersOf untamed inspirationHave stilledAnd left behind a scarredDried earthA remnant […]
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the words clawed themselves freefrom my throat without my agreementrevealing intent you did that to metemptations temptationsyou should’ve […]
who is he now i wonder my back facing my future my seat on rails how very little […]