“Grey is the hue of my soul veiled in cold numbness Long gone are the callused fingers Long dissipated has the heated passion All that...

In a world filled with eccentricity and no bounds to idiosyncrasies, we continue to find ourselves engulfed by the hazy storm of what’s...

Hazy was, The silhouette of an attractive young woman clad in scarlet. Looking up at the somberly-starry sky above, his mind could no...