Tamura

She was roused from slippery crevices inside her mind that she landed herself onto which was drowning her sorrows upon. She was ous- ted from the one place she had hoped would keep her self-doubts softly safe while her ego, silently, lived on.   When dealing with, healing and keeping all secrecy-like, she wants to …

of the spotless mind

Eternal sunshine? The process is simple. Pour your heart out On the blank old pages. Deep from your bosom Wrench the arrow out. Use this inky quill To design your new scars.