death
We live, we love, we let it go.
Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
My flesh winced, in cowardice, from such a death.
Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Beastly of him to die before you realized he might be fascinating.
Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
I could kill you a thousand times over Abraham, but we would never be even. You took everything I had.
Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
We understand death for the first time when he puts his hand upon one whom we love
Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Immortality like this is about as useful as sunscreen on a submarine.
Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>