Thinking of home I am a Universal vagabond with my heart strapped on
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Un-Acknowledged
In the hovering bowels of mysticism where the cynics hang their hats, she waits to be acknowledged.
Falling Silent
You are constantly encountering moments being sunk into an abyss of dark absence.
Stream Of Consciousness | 5.4
A journey through dreams, solitude, and self-discovery leads to a profound shared awakening.
Why Did You Just Kill Me?
His eyes even seem to gleam. I can't break my gaze from his beautiful face. He is mesmerizing.
Discussion Encouraged
You can give a million pieces of your heart.
Hourglass
There's a faded line etween reality band time.
Stream of Consciousness | 1.6
A struggle between solitude and longing unfolds, reflecting deep emotional pain and a desire for escape.
Wicked Jinn
My lids are heavy. My brain churns thoughts. I run for home, spooning with dog. Exhaustion. I am aggressive and stalwart.
Solitary Respite
Closing the spaces I once shared. Closing the trust I once spared.
The Sadists Come Like Lightening Bolts
Their presence attracts chaotic relationships, revealing hidden truths and fostering eventual healing amidst emotional turmoil.













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