Flee the White City: A Book of Poetry
It’s been a while, I suppose, and here’s a poem to
Tags: Fiction Writing, Poetic Stories
“Dread fills my heart, but you wash it away. Sway me again.”
Is it his loss of blood that confuses the logical mindset prevalent to us all?
Floating out here, isolation my closest friend of nothing, the reputation of no one
Tags: Poetic Stories, Styrus, Styrus Updates
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