@InkBowlPubl

@InkBowlPublishing

The whole idea makes me feel, like a star. A star that can’t sustain life. Nor destroy. Once invisible, my life explodes. Maturing me in...

And to the serene melody, I listened As serene and wavy as your melancholic love Though that love of yours was a luck clover But seems...

I like to think of myself as shattered glass. When I look at the different pieces that make me who I am, I don't think of myself as being...