Riding the Rails
rail bridge Riding the rails. Can’t stop now. Bound and determined, making it right. Far from here. For once in my life, on this lonely...
Clarity
rocket to the moon Crystal clarity Now a dull blur Vivid colors Now gone grey One direction Now scattered and lost True worth Measured not...
Dark Noises
Dark noises knocking. Distantly close. Too close for comfort. Nerves twitching. Hairs on neck bristling. Shadows moving. Blackness shrouding. Clock tick tocking. Silence foreboding. Dark...
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