Dying_Immortal

Dramatic Poetry Re: How I feel.
The imagination is not a State: it is the Human existence itself. I’m confused about my entire life. Don’t ask for my advice, I don’t have the answers. I live ...
Dec 28, 2006

“Hope” is the thing with feathers - That perches in the soul - And sings the tune without the words - And never stops - at all -
— Emily Dickinson