It has been over a year since my last post. 4
I've been wondering if anyone else read this blog
in any case, I'm back. Not if it is a failed approach to the blogger world.
Maybe a comeback with all of the law ...
I think the mojo is missing but this may be a step back.
Here is little something, a sketch, a bean species to cut a ribbon celebrating the return to the blog.
suspect that what happens to us has a name
pain is a laugh and we already have
I see through walls that will fill the hours that you run out of patience And I wonder if
nor hands that will bring me guilty
I saved a seat for the first
Along with the monsters of the cabinet and the cold in the morning
addition to the noises they make the hungry maw of the city
Alongside Bark of ambulances are rushing pedestrians killed
The audience applauds to burst, but no one believed you or a line right next
Here is an abyss where the world ends. Why
yearn to the most horrible memory?
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