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I can't think of the last time Idied a little inside. I remember a chamber of darkness I lurked in, holding my breath while the snakes continued to..

Some say not all that glitters is gold except the sheen of sweat on my thigh I stop and think now of being "wet thighed with surrender"..

Remember the wall, where we used to hide, remember the field, where we used to kiss.

Part 3 to "Found it", and "There".

A few more of the old wise man's ramblings.

Sequel to "Found it"

Finally, I have found my escape.

Alining the stars in my night sky, forever living in darkness and prey. My worries are rising from their previously faded state and all I want is m..

I try to capture Every lions breath, Liars breath while saving breaths Shave the exterior layer you see and false promises run rampant Sca..

One day at the park...