Perhaps I'll one day show eyes of grey.
Foremost however time is drowning me out.
Never the less, I only have to decide to stay.
Life is misery and that's without a doubt.
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Captain_Wizdom
Sep 04, 2015 08:28AM
Well I lied, lost inspiration and had a case of writers block. The first chapter of The River Kills The Meadows will be out soon, you know, with all this spare time I'll have not paying any attention...View all Conversations
Stories by Nico H.
A Crow
A poem I began writing a few years ago, but only now just finished.
For Whom The Sonnet Speaks
Sonnets, (poetry consisting of 14 lines), that's really all this book is, sonnets.
The River Kills The Meadows
Book one of The Beginnings Of Autumn Trilogy
“M'lady Autumn!” The hand maiden exclaimed, “The Council of The...