19/F/Earth and skies
Ink stains are all that is left.
The Basalisk's Chambers
"And sometimes, love is just the aftermath of a tragedy." ----Skaidrum.
M/Inner Shelter
Writing poetry since 2002
26
I write to ease my anguished heart, and put out the fire of my mind.
18/M/Nairobi
A poet by blood,a writer by passion.Poetry in the winds.Lives to whirl though dull like
17/Genderqueer/Your local grocery store
he/him