
TORMENTED Boisterous ocean has one voice suppressedDarkness encompasses dreary hollowPodium destroyed where she once professed Daisies wither with fallen leaves of greySynchronization of gloom will followBewildered sun fights to save battered ray No melody to fly in ascensionGrappled moment mere taste to not swallowPlethora of scars too much to mention Blurry moon forever shape of […]
Monica St Hillaire


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