"Words.Words.I play with words, hoping that some combination, even a chance combination will say what I want" -Doris Lessing
I see the green of jealousywalk into the room surreptitiously,glinting malevolence rumbles her insides;wary and leery I steal away,to bump into a melancholic grey. ‘Hello there!’ it smiles wistfully‘I’m called melancholy!’Long alleys of despondency writ on its face,a phantasm of drudgerymethinks has overstayed. So,… Continue Reading “Tinted Glasses”
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