Once again; inevidibly, loving for the last time. Even so these aforemetioned tales of woe have been lined with pain and scrawls of past heartaches, and heartbreaks. Perhaps now I shall break this vicious\endless cycle of random flares of pre- packaged, anxst driven, over zealous "creation" periods of mine. Perhaps a different shade of this winters' pale sunrises will cast above me, clear way the dark days of haunting pasts. In reption to the past.. I've said these words once before, yet this time, it's with a different meaning..... Last night, I slept....forgetting you is bliss.
Welcome back.. to Nothing At All.
Welcome back.. to Nothing At All.
