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Tag Archives: one love
Aching
My soul aches because it is not mine alone but broken bones heal and sticks and stones can’t steal humanity from me I can still see it in your eyes
Salty Tears
1/17/2015 I have yet to find a bridge and I’ve struggled to pick a poison I’ve only been able to pull the trigger on one-way tickets to the middle of the Pacific where the suicidal thoughts wash away with each … Continue reading
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Inshallah
It was easy to forget, too easy, in fact though I remembered from time to time, I still forgot and I promised I would never forget, promised I would be back before long, Inshallah, but I forgot and this summer … Continue reading
John Steinbeck Was On To Something…
I am the flower of life I am the entire universe one grain of sand and every star in the sky. a single cell and the sixty fourth tetrahedron There’s infinity outside of me but… infinity within and it’s a … Continue reading
This World
December 2007 This world is a broken place I’m sure of it but the rest of my life I shall spend on the mending path a lost soul soldier of this human race keeping pace with the … Continue reading