There’s a cruelty to love. At our core, none of us are truly deserving of…
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There was love in my betrayal. For I sought to capture all we once were.…
Leave a CommentThe true burden of regret, Is not the helpless inability to change the past. But…
Leave a CommentBe still my girl, in the safety of my shaking arms. Forgive my promises to…
Leave a CommentTragedy is not the unforeseen, for this is merely chance, circumstance. True tragedy, is the…
Leave a CommentThe revolutionaries, the martyrs. The demagogues, the dictators. All believed, their cause righteous. In the…
Leave a CommentThey say, write what you know. Sadly, as one ages, the horror of realisation overcomes…
Leave a CommentThe lies we tell ourselves, form foundations. Haphazardly laid, so we may function in a…
Leave a CommentWith each failure, we learn. Though each mistake can teach us a valued lesson, some…
Leave a CommentWe do not forget. Merely, allow ourselves the mercy of distraction. The past seemingly erased,…
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