Love in Winter Juxtapose

And I'd pour over the pieces of things That couldn't and wouldn't and shouldn't Until all that's left of me Is atrophy For fear of losing yet another piece Of my soul as I fold, lose control The only way to receive Is first giving So I stand and hand out my diamond rings They... Continue Reading →

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