MISCONSTRUED
MISCONSTRUED It was around 3:00am in the morning. I sat on a horny looking, ivory seat. I was tired, my day had been filled with exhaustion but the tasks ahead was laid with compulsion. It was a time craved for, the splash of diverging madness had fizzled. I was alone in the darkness, no there was switched electrical bulb around me so I think saying that will be madness. I was alone, the presence of heaven had descended, like heaven had laid down the palanquin of its grace on my laps. I could feel his presence emanate f...
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