every step reminds me of a time when love lived deep in my heart. in life after every step has been a blur pain does not exit chest but I give thanks for being blessed. every step leads me closer to a time you were mine.
Henry
We’ll meet inside the Sav-A-Lot exchange ideas of what should be prepared for dinner after a night of fake love. Between the sheets and laughter something might happen we’ll both regret in time but that shall be written later on once daylight finds us slapping reality around. As I recall, you asked my name when... Continue Reading →
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this post is without an image so imagination is required to witness the fire burning within. it's not so much to ask consider it a tiny task then you'll soon discover words being formed using a combination of heart and mind. though some may be mispelled you can curse me to hell it's my blog,... Continue Reading →
Ignited 