Does the day dare to caress with curtains?
Written By: Treaver Hoerig
An Original Piece From My Collection of Symbolism Works.
Find More Here Of My Work Here: http://www.treaverhoerig.com/blog/collection-of-symbolism/
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They say women are from Venus A crazy & complicated species ,
Limbo; what does that word mean to you?
Limbo; I'm not here nor there.
I'm in a space where time does not exist, I've taken a step out of this box. This box we call reality.
Changing my views from...
Once had a dream I was a ghost locked in a cupboard, some days that feels real
Nigle's Vices, a partially-rhyming-poem by Nigel Withrow, who carved out of interest, a cage for himself.
The afterlife is mysterious. The border between life and death is mysterious. These unsolved mysteries and untold tales could only be left to the imagination of the living.
Written By: Treaver Hoerig
An Original Piece From My Collection of Symbolism Works.
Find More Here Of My Work Here: http://www.treaverhoerig.com/blog/collection-of-symbolism/
Source: http://www.treav...
They say women are from Venus A crazy & complicated species ,
Limbo; what does that word mean to you?
Limbo; I'm not here nor there.
I'm in a space where time does not exist, I've taken a step out of this box. This box we call reality.
Changing my views from...
Once had a dream I was a ghost locked in a cupboard, some days that feels real
Nigle's Vices, a partially-rhyming-poem by Nigel Withrow, who carved out of interest, a cage for himself.
The afterlife is mysterious. The border between life and death is mysterious. These unsolved mysteries and untold tales could only be left to the imagination of the living.