promise keeper

candlelight glow saddens me like peasants in borrowed gowns, casting hurtful shadows, deepening the worries on my worn out face being perched on widow watch long abandoned, as spiteful frosty winds destroy my hopes that you will return perhaps the sea has claimed you, treacherous beast she is, as you had promised your soul to me those dark waves stole you away, leaving me longing to embrace the salty depths finding my promise

menoh

I am a button pusher. I stir up trouble. It is what I do. I live in the borders between light and dark. I can write about beautiful things, and joy and love, but I find I am more creative when i write about the dark. I love to hold a mirror up to the...

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