Nightshade’s Poetry
Always Dwelling in happiness for just a few hours before it got ripped away Leaving behind a naked and vulnerable self Words, as sharp as a sword Words fed by…
30. August 2017
Home
Finally, finally, after years on years a new version of my hideout.
About time, I dare say.
So, while I fiddle with the obstacles of building a new representable webpage, bear with me and take a gander around.
Not that there is much to see, yet, but that’ll change, I promise!
Love,
Broken Angel