Resonance
November 30, 2010 1 Comment
The time at length arrives, when grief is rather an indulgence than a necessity; and the smile that plays upon the lips, although it may be deemed a sacrilege, is not banished.
My existential existence.
November 30, 2010 1 Comment
The time at length arrives, when grief is rather an indulgence than a necessity; and the smile that plays upon the lips, although it may be deemed a sacrilege, is not banished.
My existential existence.
God, I wish i could claim that as my own writing.