Fireflies
The sun starts to sink like a stone in the sea I think I am sinking while drinking with glee Deeper and steeper I slide into night Where shadows play music […]
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Honorable and Worthy ~ Part IV
Time is like an old garb people wear. It cloaks them and encumbers them. It’s a strange and mystic thing. It’s foolish to think that apart from the rotation of […]
Honorable and Worthy ~ Part III
Cursed by Beauty It felt rather warm. Which was certainly welcome on a cold, snowy night like that one. Warm on his left hand. It was warm and it was […]
Rhyme Written In Red 