There is a magic in the air that permeates through the very soul of my existence. There is a stillness in the night that floods my senses beyond my imagination. There is a madness inside of me that overflows in everything that I create. There is a past behind me that is overcrowded with memories that drain me out.
2 comments:
Good Post. You can check BFABP too.
Hi... like most others, i see that you have ceased writing in this space...
Wonder where you are.
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