Approach ! The anticipation of a thunderstorm.
I was just perusing through the older articles and was wondering where in the world did the old poet in me went to? I pray that my talents would blossom once more before I enter the next wretched part of my life. Urgh... What a waste it would be, and ironical to add, that the dead poet finally evanescents.
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I'm just feeling soooooo darn lonely.
Sweet dreams my angel~
-Zarae.BlackMessiah
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