A lover’s poetry

Hold onto me; in the darkness of our old age, in the summer of our youth Cling to me when I am naked, kiss my soul when it is ugly and bare Let our lips cleave to the taste of desire, and our fingertips find each other in Hell You, my darling. I will love... Continue Reading →



Have you ever felt as if you were sometimes suppressing Human? Leah often did ; yet, Pain held onto her like a lonely friend who just wanted to be loved. It followed her through her childhood, and eventually, they became synonymous ; the one not being able to survive without the other's warmth. There was... Continue Reading →

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