Le répit
A touch of bitter for the ending That which was not meant to be The herb works quick and sweetly lending Brief respite from misery The stupor waning leaves one […]
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Panthers behind the Sofa
When I sort through my oldest memories There’s a figure prominently featured He’s wearing a white t-shirt and faded blue jeans Lying on the living room floor on a Sunday […]
Rhyme Written In Red 