think but this and all is mended
Random thoughts, rhetoric texts, in search of peace of mind.
Wednesday 20 July 2016
My soul is bared,
my heart exposed,
my memory swirls with images of you.
I long for oblivion,
a moments rest,
my thoughts to cease,
i wish...
24/11/15
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