Like a wounded jackal in search for food I am still watching my wounds in awe My fascination has turned into an obsession […]
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Like a vagabond, I wonder on, In search of the “mysterious “. Emptying tavern after tavern, My intoxication is evident In the way I slur […]
Written by @linzo You’re my first kiss – there will never be a last Ingrained within my marrow is a kiss for a lifetime […]
We are always acting small, pressed in boxes too small for our bodies. But who keeps you there?