Have you ever wondered why is it always you? We all have, I think.


Tell Me Now

The war fledged within, Crushing with rage, Fierce in it’s pace, Schism and waxing The bygonestar that was never mine Tell me now, If you find your hideaway at her heartthrobs, Or if the daybreak coruscates into her sight And you thrive to encapsulate your echoes As the pupils dilate And if you find solace, …

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The ache for home lives in all of us, the safe place where we can go as we are and not be questioned. -Maya Angelou I do not believe, (of course, there may be many dissents with my opinion) that artists can ever find a home. By artists, I hope to include every person who …

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