mendedwords Writing

Open ended thoughts

In love lost one starves to feed another Twi fall, one rises one falls deeper, It's written on the walls in lust Sown in pockets spent in pr..

Life is Fleeting, failing, loving In the hands of the maker given to the hands of the holder Rushed, embraced, held like no other. On tomorr..

A piece about peace for the troubled

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Compartment 114
Compartment 114

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