Tag: Memories
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Nights Worth Bleeding For

Some nights are easy!You just pour one out,Sip it slow and drownInto the darkness.A darkness—That glows from within.As if it laid in wait,Waiting to caress you,In its cozy embrace. Some nights—Well, they’re a bitch!You could sit underA thousand moons.And it would feel as ifYou were sliding down.Down and down—The throat of a black hole. And…
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A Shared Life;

A friend’s take on the age old question of how to find compatibility with a partner for life.
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Senses and Memories.

Memories bombard us; completely out of the blue, through the senses. And it is up to us, sometimes, how we choose to react.

