A Tailor’s Tale
One half, made whole. A void, made home.
All posts tagged: Love
Pink-Red-Blue
Tall tales prove bitter pills to swallow.
This Hard Rock Bottom, I Will Survive
There's only ever going up once you find the deepest depths.
Lessons For My Child
For they who are not here. Yet.
A Comparative Analysis Of You And My Body
Thank you, phantom lover.
Running In Circles
I keep running, in circles you've drawn, always running– back to you
Amour
Into the arms of another, I cannot race, for you have me, amour.
Burgundy Roses, Lavender Skin
Look within your heart, can you tell apart the hues? Can you tell apart the sadness, and the pain in the dark?
Pathos
The process of grief turns the heart on its head, in its trial to understand the path of the dead.
Wet Earth : Dry Tears
What bounty does salt bring, to parched lands that lay withered, and cannot be saved.
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