So confused by hatred preaching hatred, why
can we not love our brothers and sisters with...

She knows not of her past avenger
nor of the crosses that laid at her side...

Long ago, hope beckoned us like bold flags that...
miles beyond life's canyon and death's valley...

I reminisce,
where a bland screen reveals life...

I can hear it.
Come closer...

A broken heart can never mend,
There is just to much pain...

Friendship lapses
into smoky promises...

The rain is sparse,
but I hear it inch its way closer...

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Heavy...

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There's nothing quite like writing about the rain...

I can't tell if something's
changing in me or if it's the...

In one day,
seasons spin...