The Soldier

I take a look inside a mirror underneath my breath, I whisper "I see something decent in this mental patient because in his eyes, he looks more alive than me."   I look past him, over his shoulder and assume he must be a soldier because in his wake, there's a massive quake where he... Continue Reading →

My Aaru

The intrawoven spangled sky Dreams and souls intertwined Are the roots to my ravenous mind Unraveling whimsy as a bloom of springtime   The violet and blue fen With the temerity to grow Beyond the reach of acumen The starfield in which I sow   Viable

The Sweetness

Give me a piece of your heart And I'll give you a piece of my mind And I'll twist it until the start Meets the end in infinite lines You can't rip them apart What's a book without a spine Then again, words alone are tart They need the sweetness that Love provides   Genius

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