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  • He love's her

    HE LOVES HER Every line on her face, outlined with fine texture. Every line a sign of her life, fulled with happiness and yet she's sad. Her tall curved body ...

    • Poetry
    • Lyrical
    1 min read
  • Gone

    ...GONE... As the tear's of love roll down my cheeks, the wind howl's at the mid-night moon as if you are still here. The rain patters down upon my cheeks ...

    • Poetry
    • Other
    2 min read


That's how we should measure our lives. Not in distance traveled, or time passed, or worlds conquered, but in moments... and the rush of joy—of grace—that exists within them.
— Megatron (Lost Light, by Roberts, Lawrence, Lafuente)