Where is the Balance?

when I have to convince myself that maybe you too could have a penny for me a coppery cent to fund my stimulation organization that you'll help me grow keep my vines thriving bearing fruit from our labor oh, I can just taste it now a candied poison berry flavor but I have to hope... Continue Reading →

Premeditated

two bullet wounds one puddle of gleaming rose petals too many tracks not enough prints her lipstick a good bye letter tacked to his collar -B. Brown

Journal: Tight Rope

I've been walking a tight rope lately,my arms stretched as far as they'd gointo the winds,challenging my balance...I don't know what keeps this line suspended,tight enough to hold my weight,slack enough to keep me wavering...I do my best not to look down,I've fallen before,rather not have it happen again,but it's tempting...I keep inching, hoping for... Continue Reading →

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