Stay Afloat

  And When I speak of me, I mean you. You and I aren’t all that different. What I want to speak of is the warmth found in the coldest places. Shout…

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Four words, Forwards

Night time always brings about the flood. The downpour of suppressed thoughts, painful memories, and rains of regret. They fall free from the precipice of worry. It’s always so dark…

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I Get Lonely Too

Too often we are reminded of the bounds of our humanity.  Awakened from the peaceful rest of the good times, a brash whisper that reminds us how fragile we are. …

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