Labyrinthine by BRIANNA ROSE BURTON The moon's deathly grip challenges the hue, its dew embellishes languor, the heart, a labyrinthine lilt. Yet I, ineffable, incipient at my longing to live,...
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Wanderer by BRIANNA ROSE BURTON I wandered these uncharted lands where people live with broken hands and reaching out instead of giving in. I walked the plank with tender miles, sold my soul...