it's like my soul is in a constant state of hibernation and when it wakens up winter tries to make my mind his realm; guests come along and place bouquets of hope, florals of ambition and make space for blossoms of love and care to flourish. then autumn fancies playing his hand and starves the … Continue reading it’s not until you
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it hits home when you run out of words to mirror the whirlpool contained within your mind; it kinda feels hollow because you're so used to emptying your soul through twenty six letters stringed so asthetically together that it doesn't begin to paint an accurate picture of our turmoils oh it's an ebbing wave when … Continue reading blanks