22:96
Influences drove me to wrong,
voices whispering choices
that should be ignored,
but tickled my conscience
at their daring and destruction.
What a wonderful teasing for chaos.
Moments would never be boring;
I would never feel empty.
Fiction and poetry writing, recapturing the muse.
22:96
Influences drove me to wrong,
voices whispering choices
that should be ignored,
but tickled my conscience
at their daring and destruction.
What a wonderful teasing for chaos.
Moments would never be boring;
I would never feel empty.