The Garden — The Stories In Between

Dangling on the wrong side of yesterday Searching for what I never had, within what’s left Waiting for meaning in sun-bleached tomorrows That never come I wait, fading into times of solitude, obscurity Trembling hands penetrate the earth Digging a place for these hollow seeds Sowing the indifference of days past And those yet to […]

via The Garden — The Stories In Between


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