He’s a boy with a high tolerance for chronic chemicals lethal liquid explore. No Sir do not fit all things in a box of bliss I need kiss this hurt I fought. Sober I can ask of Jesus to feed us let me Lord never to let me never forget. This little ink I’m scribbling…
Day: June 20, 2020
Favorite Pics So Far This Year
Living near a relatively large city certainly has its photo opportunities.
To Slay The Demons
I’ve been a child, wandering in wind, while all the while my respite calls. Some kind of toy, a trinket I play abhor me my making of my tortured soul. See I do ignorance, my naivete. See I my words so I am naked. They pierce a plane, where the disease that seizes me and…
