She has a massive addiction
to broken, dark- unyielding love
I wish her craved taste was…me
Poet of the Light © 2019
She has a massive addiction
to broken, dark- unyielding love
I wish her craved taste was…me
Poet of the Light © 2019
A writer's journey continues
living life in conscious reality
Sarah Torribio and her right brain. Music. Musings. Writing. Style.
stories about English language and people in Asian communities in America and in Asia.
Living is balancing good and bad.
Truly, Deeply & Fully Live
A place to share the things that I write
The One Where She Stumbled Through Her 40's and Faced Her Demons
Gothic Sims Webcomic
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I see it, I like it, I want it, I write it
suffering sappho!!!
Artist. Children's Book Illustrator. Visual Storyteller.
Exploring my Thoughts. Finding Myself. Searching for More.
I write to live and live to write.
Daily thoughts and prayer
Momente, Geschichten, Gedichte, Seelenkram, Bilder, Fotos, Musik
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Hmmm food for thought the shoe definitely fits. Great offering Poet thank you
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Hmmm glad it fed your mind and fits well, 🙂 Thank you.
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You’re on a roll
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😀 thanks
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You resonate with me!
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I totally get this
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I trust well you do.
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The she is me.
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If you be her, shouldn’t you then also be here?
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Too bad I’m somewhere else, it’s a place better off and the darkness amuses me more than the light.
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Before there was light there was darkness we all steeped in like tea leaves. Would I not taste the same, either way if I were a drink?
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That’s quite convincing, for all I know you’re probably still steeped in the darkness – more like an espresso. I sure am a coffee person.
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I myself prefer fresh cappuccino and indulge in many things out of the lights view.
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