Nyla (Canada) published:
Nothing made me cry faster than the beauty of (true) peace.
My heart aches with a wondrous thrum of love.
The mind that is never silent is silent.
I know you were going to run to me;
but I couldn't wait;
so I grabbed a bike and cycled till my legs were going to fall off;
then when they dropped like a melted lolly;
I flipped upside down to continue peddling;
my arms throbbed and the cyclical nature of my...
3 months ago