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StoryDeath Makes Us Small Lem414 years 9 months ago
StoryI want a hoody plain and black adora214 years 9 months ago
StoryWaking adora214 years 9 months ago
StoryI will Reign adora214 years 10 months ago

My stories

Broken

Upon hearing of your demise?

I heard it in the air

The day stretched out into the afternoon and somber-ed down to a windy evening. The air is talking to everyone even though I am the only one listening.

Daisies Fall

The dying of an old age hangs above my pillow, bed The yellow curtains of youth Fold up like wrinkled, truth. Skin on skin, rash Burning aching, feeling This yonder, future

The maladies of heartbreak:In loving memory of Jay

I recount the words and phrases and try to remember the moments that meant so much and the gravity to which they were nothing in your eyes. I almost cry at what I find.

Post breakup lunacy

They say we choose our joys and our sorrows And yet I have come to dread the morrow That from my choosing has come to follow. The winter cold lingers in an art and fashion

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