Beguile Through Love
Poem Half truths, empty lies that’s why I left you behind Cringing in the light of the sunrise I have slowly started to strive Mind ceasing emotions blind I don’t know the wrong...
Tagged: obsession
Not for Sale
Short Fiction So many people are trying to profit from his death. It makes me feel sick. I’m allowed two hours of Internet a day and I have to confess that I do...
