The Drum

22 Dec 2009

·hellfire

how could we just pretend our hearts were caught in a moment of madness, weakness swayed by the raging currents of ecstasy when truth be told the very fabric of our souls were left burning screaming that this was real as real as the heart that aches, beats for you and only you…

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Art….. is the footprint of inner essence – James Carver

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