The colour of dreams.

It is Said that nothing hurts more like love. One lover still waits for his love, while his love does not care. A Sad and Dark poem.

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Rain Haiku.

Just writing what comes to mind.

Weather changes along with its color.

I was up late one night and I just felt like rhyming.

This is a picture and write-up of my Hulk Statue.

Solstice, the shortest day of the year.

Life just seems so grey and black.