Gone were the simple days. The ones in which we laughed, cried and spent quality time together. Morning, noon or night, you were always by my side. . Gone were the stormy days. Where we fell, scraping the ground and even breaking parts of ourselves. On the mountains and rooftops, you were always by my … Continue reading By my side
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Atlas
Dancing in the flames To quantify the pain All that's made is dust What can we change? Oxygen infused Dazed and confused Born to rust In what can we trust? We fall down We fall short Will we ever measure up? Dream so large Gaze at the stars Consternation of the constellations We men rule … Continue reading Atlas
Wandering with a purpose 