White magnolia,
Sweet fragrance of my freedom.
Linger through my strife.
Sonnet for the Suffering
28 Jun 2015 Leave a comment
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Chess
24 May 2014 Leave a comment
I think it’s your move…
Do we remember happy?
or was it disappointment?
The things in my head are as clear as the muddy words falling from your deceitful lips.
And old scars are used to excuse the infliction of fresh wounds.
I came for a partner, not an opponent.
Stalemate…
You win.
