Tides of Memory.

Among millions of faces will the tides still find me?

All We Ever Do.

Even if we return to stardust in the end.

My Dearest Poetry.

The push and pull between the moon and the sea.

All That’s Left Unsaid.

I hope we don't hold back.

Faded Pictures.

All the ink has bled out.

What Goes Around.

You win some, you lose some.

Dear, Miserable Lives.

Does the soul ever tire of thinking?

Pray For Your Souls.

Farewell and may you damned be.

Someday.

Letting go of what could've been.

Ties.

Nothing ever convinced me.

Small, Small World.

I love the whole idea of 'the world is round'.

The Fall.

I feel like this would be so much better as a story.

Never the Muse.

I might never know.

I Used To Think…

Perhaps I once did, but I no longer care.

Thousands of Things.

Each one more magical than the last.

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