The Forgotten Diary.

Words will be written sooner or later.

Anywhere But Here.

Frozen on this ground I stand...

On The Brink.

Waiting for my crescent to be whole again.

Voices in the Dark.

We never know our way around.

The Same, Old Songs.

In distant memories and forgotten dreams...

At the End of the Day.

Somewhere I’d rather be than here.

Echoes in the Distance.

Draped in a tattered, old shroud.

Reflections.

If only what was within was easy to find.

Breaking Surface.

The ghost of a memory hot on our trails.

Away with the Clouds.

Until the next bout of rain...

New Moon.

We grow in phases or we fall apart.

I Have A Theory.

Just another random thought that I wanted to put out there.

“Flawed”.

Look past the ordinary.

‘Buried’.

Why do we keep holding so much back?

Curious Species.

If only we had been more honest instead.

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