Pain, like the swift beating tide, washes away with relief,
only to swallow me whole and force the fight out of my lungs in a silent scream.
YOU ARE READING
Thoughts Before Dawn
ŞiirA book where I, an author, shall fill the blank pages with words that break into my mind before hues of golden orange and purple break into the morning sky. All of the words within the otherwise imaginary pages of this book are original. [COVER CREA...
