Category Archives: Orlando

Aching

My soul aches because it is not mine alone but broken bones heal and sticks and stones can’t steal humanity from me I can still see it in your eyes              

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Sea to shining see

Crocodile tears for those you hate its three cheers for progress but more locks on more gates the hour is late too tired from running around and around and around lost the race we’re drowning in those tears it was … Continue reading

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