The Valley of Weathered Hearts
I left myself at the shores of frustration. In search of my true salvation. Driven by the love of elation. Shadowed by my fear and consternation. No time left for mental masturbation. Full throttled vibration. Understated, unrated, undercooked maturation. Destiny is my creation. Done with—someones else’s verbalization. Enriched by inspiration. Taking it down with perspiration....CONTINUE READING