A collaboration of forty-six on dreams both dreary and delightful! Enjoy!
Death isn't always black....hope u guys enjoy it (pictures are always hard to find)
Can feelings have choices?
We wish....Very strongly..... That someone stays... When we want them the most..
The void scrapes off the human wrapped around it.
‘[...] To feel nothing, so as not to feel anything...’
Reality is pastry and the day is indifferent.
Silence was the last witness.
I wish I had the courage that day.
no direction. beautiful tragedy.
Short one for today on the prompt ‘smooch’.
to greet depression; an old friend
His being makes my reality reel with fleeting longing.
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When the love poem becomes deranged poetry.
I first met Roy when I was moving into my new home.