Sorry I can't thank you individually for favouriting, however I will always reply to comments.
Once again, I really appreciate it . . . and to all my new watchers, I hope I don't disappoint.


Violet wine is sweet and headyTell me, secretly bending your violet leaves, furred neck, whether you left the stones turned for me.Violet wine is sweet and heady
Pieces, little blue teeth, and a wax mouth. I sent birds out to find you! It's a solemn thing, walking to the eyelid rock, I weather it well.
There are soft scars
on the sea, she stretches and gives.
O petrel, heavy shadow and handprint in my hair, promise nothing yet just open your eyes like tidepools. My claws are cut, my fangs are blunt as pearls
it makes me tired to dig in the sand for a lo


oh, my friendsShe's in the corner like a spoilt tiger. where she's cut us offoh, my friends
like teething moths chasing lights on the train I don't have the time to blame her,
her daughter is avoiding doctors and our old man just grins because everyone knows him so well, our friend isolation sneaks up by ten, when my mother
reminds me that distance is a phonecall you make
to someone that used to live here my love panics and morphs -
the girls in your nightmares just want to kisskiss you, they take your heart and
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Founder of =Inked-Page | Staff for *100ThemesChallenge, *ProsePlease | Lit Critic at *devCRIT
have you ever painted anything about isolation?
you're right, one could be the cause of the other. and I was thinking the same thing about habit.
Are you still working on that God Is project?
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