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Reminiscence

Reminiscence

We spend our days hanging on to old moments deep within the heart, treading carefully through bookstores and bars, storing memories between dusty pages as we sip on sorrow, burying our lament in the fiery burn We spend our nights barely breathing, listening to sad...
Only Love

Only Love

There is no amount of time or space. No new beginnings or fresh starts. Her walls are made of the thickest ice. She hides behind the bitter cold. You stand there watching, waiting for some shred of light, a peek of hope. But, only love can get through. And, her heart...