Daily Archive: June 8, 2019

“Miss nothing, miss everything”

Miss nothing, miss everything.   We painted our world fiery red once, we try to cheat love and we collided like freight trains unstoppable. We painted our world white once, allowed secret pain… Continue reading

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‘leftover wine’

  Leftover wine   In Austin, Texas. Pretty woman confessed her sins to the bar room poet. He listen to her tale and he caught glimpses of soft tears falling for things that… Continue reading

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