It all connects. Every emotion, from the right to the left, from the east to the west in each.
By Jensyn Noell5 years ago in Poets
The long con. They all thought I was doing great, but the truth was I was not. I wore a mask to look put together, but it tore me apart.
The complexities of the Universe are endless. The limitless God of the Galaxies knows no bounds. My thoughts, my words, my actions,
Childhood feels like a lifetime ago, and the years seem almost doubled in time to what I take as my reality.
