Pictorial Prose dances to the rhythm of the soul and the magic of nature. Each day is a journey through life and with it a view of the wonder and joy of the heart and mind with an explosion of passion and desire.
The opposite of to live is to ...
Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams
Saturday, January 19, 2013
It is not all want,
I need you...
I traveled so many places
from each corner of my mind,
climbed the many mountains
and unlocked the hands of time.
Cruel the barriers in place,
drowning in my sorrow,
the emptiness and fear
dare to suffocate.
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