Norms
Bad days. Chaos polluting my air. Anxiety restricting my common sense. I am hoping for the better, fighting to prevent
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After Party
I waited for an angel. Time was ticking. They seated me with demons. Alone with my thoughts. The night lingered
Passing Through
Our desires on the edge of perception, the fearless hide their inhibition. The tears fall unseen. The pain of redemption
