Over

The grip around my arms Pinned back and held by thorns From an aroma laced with petals That clang against cement weighted as metal They settle at my feet Such decadent deception detailed critique Unique as I may be I feel a little crazy Which makes me like everyone else…

A Light Question

Light and dark coexist The truth remains that without light to frame The darkness It would be missed? Or is it the other way around? Is it true that the deeper the depths of darkness The more the catastrophicly contrasting light cascades? Or is it that because the more darkness…

Surrender

Part 1 So often we're convinced we can hold on to control Even through letting go As long as it's within the confines of our willingness and time but there comes a time in all of our lives where the sin begins to spin and twirl creating a whirl wind…
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