She has found beauty in the waste lands
Life in the war zones
Tangible hope in the battle cries of those still enduring post traumatic stresses
Purpose in the choking wounds caused by second- handed bullets
An imagery of the battle field. An inevitable loss with a will to fight because fear warns them of the consequences
As the whimpers of the fallen quiet, they wait for the sign
Stalemate
- A Milk and Honey fanatic
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Star-Crossed in Parallel Lines
Poetry-Poetry -Quotes -Scenarios -Imaginaries -A piece of my heart ( and limb ) -A key to my inner most disturbing thoughts -The passage to my sanctuary Still want to enter? Good luck, I'm currently undergoing a mission to finally understand the wilde...
