he was a soul who hated his façade. http://tsundcku.tumblr.com/

We're nothing more than organic matter with a conscience, and for a few lucky ones a way with words. /Musings strung together with a tight, ...

lost in this lone isle    there are still cracks between my ribcage i am trying to fix and i am still searching for ways to mend my broken, tattered wings ...

Singapore    she's morphine queen of my vaccine

Singapore    I've spent years trying to quell the flames and hold on to the embers but I now realize that when a flame burns it burns ...

Canada    twitter.com/blankpoems soundcloud.com/blankpoems theanonymouswriter@hotmail.co.uk