Spending the afternoon alone and contemplating the aspects of the word Macabre.
I'm trapped in the "Odditorium"
Dare to be different.
Welcome to my "Imaginarium"
The trees are drawing me near, I've got to find out why.
Solitude Standing
Solitude is always standing by the window or in the doorway in my life. I accept it and embrace it.
Danse Macabre
One thing in life that unites us all is death. Paupers to Kings, we all will do the "Danse Macabre", its inevitable.
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