All words sound the same to me.
It is in the right and out the left.
No matter how deep it may have come from your heart I've heard it before and have become immune to it.
I no longer have walls, but a magic barrier.
A barrier that could potentially backfire and cause myself to erupt into a thousand sapphires.
Nights will never be without the lights.
For the reason of light and shadow is to balance the calls.
The calls of darken hollows from deep under the soil to high up in the sky over the bed of Hercules.
YOU ARE READING
Life is What it is
RandomOne-shots. Feelings being put into a story of imaginary characters. To express the lust, the shame, happiness, love, and satisfaction that I, the author, couldn't experience. **Stories of my own and stories of others.**
