No context or meanings, just words rhyming from broken verses and phrased crumbs known as tidbits..
Sneak peek of my entangled chaos of writings, rants, short stories and dreary imagination..
Schedule:
Updates after 10 days
10.9.23
Tidbits: Unconscious
Unconscious
It all fades to black..
When the red disappears,
Distorted lines of space
Following along a void of shape..
Unbeknownst and empty..
The mind called upon a voice..
Reflection of self..
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Thxx for leaving ur traces on this virtual trail👣🐾..
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Thxx for leaving ur traces on this virtual trail👣🐾..