Pushing down the thoughts That burst from your memories like weeds
Caution, read at your own discretion! Here’s my go at the daily prompt: burned. A poor woman with intellect in the time where science and religion clashed, instead of coincided.
On today's prompt 'burned'. Let me know what you think! :)
an ending in three parts: for the story no one tells, and the story everyone has.
It’s another beautiful sunny day in Cali Home of the flames and the burnt valleys
another new rendition of an old work, 'from a pyro'! i think i'm gonna start a series 👀
To every memory I created , in countries soon gone .
I leave, before they burn .
My home in the palms of a gold - chain that holds my name .
A world washed out of colour seems to hold it's sadness within it's intricate light complex.
In the burned house I am eating breakfast. You understand: there is no house, there is no breakfast,
Pushing down the thoughts That burst from your memories like weeds
Caution, read at your own discretion! Here’s my go at the daily prompt: burned. A poor woman with intellect in the time where science and religion clashed, instead of coincided.
On today's prompt 'burned'. Let me know what you think! :)
an ending in three parts: for the story no one tells, and the story everyone has.
It’s another beautiful sunny day in Cali Home of the flames and the burnt valleys
another new rendition of an old work, 'from a pyro'! i think i'm gonna start a series 👀
To every memory I created , in countries soon gone .
I leave, before they burn .
My home in the palms of a gold - chain that holds my name .
A world washed out of colour seems to hold it's sadness within it's intricate light complex.
In the burned house I am eating breakfast. You understand: there is no house, there is no breakfast,