March 29, 2016 by phillipfrost
Conjured by a Fallen Soul Sitting beneath the moonlight’s gaze Infrequently, on most evenings You could hear my tireless whispers … Continue reading
| Tags: Abstruce, Alone, Dark, Death, Demise, Depression, Fallen, Fire, Firefly, Life, Malevolent, Phillip Frost, Poet, Poetry, Sad, Soul, Tired
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