If You Chose
If you chose, you could dwell in midnight shade, Covered in shadows, a shroud of despair; The darkness would hide, your infirmities fade, If you chose the safety of blackened lair. But here in the...
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Fear makes him hold his husk, retain the rind of who he’s always been. But unless he sheds this shell, this shroud, how will he walk away from his tomb? Filed under: A Wounded Heart, Characterizations,...
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