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All that I write, not forced by school.
In the flicker of candle light, My song repeats its chorus, And the cup of rum melts away, The air is thick with silence, I cant hear the dripping water, I only feel my cold toes, And the distant thoughts, Of when darkness will lift off my world. Related Posts:No Related Posts
Chewing your lip only helps so much, Till the blood drips and youre running for a bandaid. Related Posts:No Related Posts
Up on the top of Haleakalā, there lives the nohoʻanu. Itʻs a native plant yet itʻs ancestor is of the geranium family. Iʻve never seen a geranium before, so the nohoʻanu sets a really verdent example. The flower is almost greenish in color with a faded green tinge towards the center of the flower. Why [...]