I've lived on a pinball machine. Frantic off bumbers and flippers and tilting. I love the action but I'm fading and my balls are lost.
A lover of words
I love the look of fresh ink on a blank sheet of paper. Writing brings me freedom. Here is some poetry from my journal. Some ...
"Champagne to my real friends, real pain to my sham friends" - Irish saying. In two words: Enfant TERRIBLE.
Cape of Good hope nature reserve The most Southwestern point of Africa
Just a young passionate writer trying to express feelings through poetry!! 💜💜Love yourself and Stay Gold!!💜💜 💜💜💜💜ARMY FOR LIFE💜💜💜💜 IF U EVER WANNA TALK ABOUT ...
My mother is a healer, now I am her God given mystic. We are all but children of chance.
59/M/Traverse City Mi.
Description are but endeavours of one’s ego to shine forth a grand illusion! We are but faces of god in a state of confusion!
Love words and their possibilities...
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