Blue eyed Dal Riadan Celt. Born. Lived some. Loved some. Lost some. Serialisation pending. No current plans for ending.
Bored with the petty. Gone. more »
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There are places we walk into
eyes shut, and finding revelation,
eyes open, we walk out.
In fleeting moments, memory
in fragments of opportunity
in eyes, a smile, a turn of phrase;
Then, three glasses in,
(the New You?)
gives forth one opinion.
No ears. No listening. No debate..
Your way is the only way.
I will be yours.
And you are surprised I say no.
It is a strange mindset,
denied what it wants,
destroys what it wants
and damages anything associated.
It is a ...