
Oh the web you weaved to trap me Was spun, where I lured you to come To lay wait of my mistake...inside my tomb Poet of the Light © 2020
Oh the web you weaved to trap me Was spun, where I lured you to come To lay wait of my mistake...inside my tomb Poet of the Light © 2020
living life in conscious reality
Rosebuuuddd...
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
Artesana
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
It doesn’t feel like a fiction…written to someone?
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Yes, trolls!
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Uh…ok
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