holy water cannot help you now a thousand armies couldn’t keep me out i don’t want your money i don’t want your crown see i have come to burn your kingdom down – Anonymous 19.14 8.3.18 Smit.
We found love on the sands of Troy. For a short moment, I was cured of myself. Now I am not so well. You were my antidote, my cathartic catalyst; I found my freedom in you. But now this heart’s in cages and the tide is coming in on me. We found love on the … More Sands of Troy
First; he touches you and you light on fire. your wrist blazes where his fingers meet your skin. the burns don’t show, but it’s hard to breathe with ash in your lungs. it’s so hard to breathe. you’re suffocating daily. Second; it hurts to watch him. he shines. he’s brighter than the sun. … More A Tale – 4.24.2018