I've been called names in darkened alleys, men hiding in the shadows of the night. I've had lights shined on my spirit to expose the pain that rubs against my soul. Sometimes I blog in darkness, all but an illusion of hope alighting these rhyming hands.
1 comment:
SC -
Another fantastic soliloquy. Another shout from the bull horn to the shadows on the wall,
a summons to battle to your past resignations.
HP
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