suspension of disbelief
we all die
By R.C. TaylorPublished 2 years ago • Updated 2 years ago • 1 min read
Photo by Bryan Goff on Unsplash
since the moment I met you, you’ve been
immortal to me, our time never-ending but
life, today, showed me that
even though we tightly close our eyes
never acknowledging the
crescendo ready to break
even the sun is not immune and fizzles out too
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R.C. Taylor
I write to invoke, to process, to honor, to resurrect, and—sometimes—to grieve but, above all, I write to be free.
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