Might be falling
Too dark for positives
Surrounded by
Blurs my eyes
Can’t ever adjust to
Thought stars
Rose in the east
Set in the west
Appears that wasn’t true
The facts are:
My sun rises and sets solely
Upon the position of you
Might be falling
Too dark for positives
Surrounded by
Blurs my eyes
Can’t ever adjust to
Thought stars
Rose in the east
Set in the west
Appears that wasn’t true
The facts are:
My sun rises and sets solely
Upon the position of you
My word is goddess It's not an invitation But a prophecy
Inspired by Folk, Blues, Psychedelic Rock, Krautrock, Electronica, Punk, Industrial, and Noise Rock I make music alone and with friends since 1998.
Photography: Every story has a picture and every picture has a story.
through the darkness there is light
poetry of Stephanie McManus
Lifelong learner and blogging enthusiast
We only live once. Hence, let's not stop dreaming
Poetry, stories and some random words...
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