Here you will find my musings, most are quite dark and appeal to a select few, if you fall under that category I hope you enjoy what you read, thoughts are welcome
Pink xx

Thursday, 4 February 2016


Wistful entities,
fly and dance.
Consuming thoughts,
with a single glance.

Old scars etched,
within blue veins.
Core sorely ravaged,
by uncensored pain.

The thick air chokes,
in this abandoned zone.
Left wholly forsaken,
and eternally alone.

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