Though In Death by BRIANNA ROSE BURTON The air I breathe is trivial when my life's devoid of thee; your light so much more radiant than the sun to me. Here my life is partial, when with thee I...
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Dystopia by JOSEPH BRYANT (Italian Stallion) Psychoanalysis has begun, unconscious conflict. With resistance: maternal deprivation. (Separated at his birth, for human psyche studies. Examined...
A Prayer by JOSEPH BRYANT (Italian Stallion) A prayer: Amidst sacred ground, I pray to thy whom lies amongst us. May you rise up to the heavens above, give your love and watch down on all. Hold...
Ink Stained by JOSEPH BRYANT (Italian Stallion) Whose back this is I think I know... His private message will soon show. We will not see his displaced pain, youthful remembrance he did...
Lurking in the Shadows by JOSEPH BRYANT (Italian Stallion) Alpenglow amidst glistening white snow. Snow covered summits eliminating alpenglow. Lurking deep within the distant shadows murk, murk...
Because You Loved Me by JOSEPH BRYANT (Italian Stallion) "You were my strength when I was weak. You were my voice when I couldn't speak. You were my eyes when I couldn't see. You saw the best...