Release the Rhythm
Step out of those clothes and into your dirty thoughts. Beg from the entrance until I touch your beating heart. Its not hard to feel so right but it's hard... and it's tight, *Can you fight it?* We grip the …
Writing is healing.
Step out of those clothes and into your dirty thoughts. Beg from the entrance until I touch your beating heart. Its not hard to feel so right but it's hard... and it's tight, *Can you fight it?* We grip the …
The neglect of love leads to winds of grief. What was once a mirage is fed into a sandstorm. The sand erodes the paths ahead with every grain. The journey through the desert isn't forever. The journey of l…