When every day the turning sphere Advises below the trophosphere; I pen my thoughts with tools in mi… Soon enough we’re shown the tangle… ~C
I told him it would be epic So to this standard I must now ho… My language hasn’t been quite sept… And there’s much of a tale to be t… And so I pour out to you, friends
Springing down, upon and forth to… There is no other to say where and… To begin, confused and saying his… His destruction’s begun without th… This word’s manifest his disconten…
Calming storms we battle proud And sometimes stuck behind the shr… Of calling out to our master’s dec… And wondering when we shall be all… One needn’t ask for permission to…
The clock struck twelve and Cinde… From the truth That all change was inevitable. Her prince doomed from the start To place petals and sparkling fine…
You can never be sure of when you… You can always be sure that you wi… And while every breath can still b… What reason is that to stop having… A woman so central, a woman so str…
His wrath well worn and all too known; His peace well torn as we held His scorn. His effervescent attitudes
Simple reflections of past blunder… A gentle breeze of radiant beauty… My heart races a mile a minute as… This happens every moment in which… One never thinks it will happen, b…
If there was a way to stop the pai… I’d seek its shelter again and aga… If there was a way to end all the… I’d borrow its wisdom and add to m… No matter the ways in which I str…
A beauty’s flame the candle bears; In his mind the seasons tear; Displaced amongst some memories; Replace in time by sensory Overload
Last night I existed as A twilight’s avenging angel. Wandering the wilderness Existing in a state of bliss Confusion lending me its hand -
Whereupon the words oft spoken Love, torment, grief. Tis better, it has been said, To be tormented instead By an endless winter of grief
I want this to begin, feel your wa… My body aches and gets the shakes At your touch that melts me so muc… My mind quivers and it sends shive… Up and down my spine knowing you a…
Roses are red, Violets. Lazy as fuck. ~C 25 Sep
Today’s simplistic silly rhyme Has come to you upon a dime The choices made to express, you s… A daily reminder of the depths of… Word.
