It's not uncommon to deny the pasture played and out of sight. Without a daring act of life, what are you doing? I've been a house with melted walls. I've been the basement cold and dark. I've been a door without a lock. And I've been looking for a way in, an unforthcoming path to … Continue reading All His Consternation
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Think about a thing worth thinking about and travel into your mind, where you'll find some wants and needs and little else but worthless rhymes. My head is on your shoulder. No, my heart is on your sleeve, racking up a sort of mystical fight just like David and his giant, named to show how … Continue reading Reach For Sorries
Just a little better now. Just a little simpler, a little more meaningful. It’s that it almost didn’t happen. It’s that we were almost left alone to be shivered by the lightning strikes, to be arranged into the clouds. Thunder. Thunder. Thunder.
Distract no differences regarding indolence of seated sins. Beget no patient sky's inception on a whirlwind. The mountains call to me and I've not seen them in some years, you see. I'm just a passing gaze upon a side street. No shivering deception casts a net. A package was delivered but it didn't arrive. Just … Continue reading The Perfect Guide To Rattled Swords
From the foundation on up to the rooftops, my dear, we are rattled with private planes and suits on. Where will a monument capture the wild when insanity brims from a heart racing? It is played, undone like an eagle identity shouldered. No contempt for the wind. Feel it play 'round your skin. Feel it … Continue reading Even in Darkness
