THE START
He Resigns by John Berryman
Age, and the deaths, and the ghosts. Her having gone away in spirit from me. Hosts of regrets come and find me empty. I don't feel this will change. I don't want anything or person, familiar or strange. I don't think I will sing anymore just now, or ever. I must start to sit with a blind brow above an empty heart.
"hungry for power, starving for attraction. This can only be a secret for disaster."
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Fanfiction"it's so strange that autumn is so beautiful, yet everything is dying." @hlsxox_ b2 of the Forrgotten Past Series
