Diary Writing

Rays of Gold

Let the rays

kiss your skin

Like fluid gold

Warm this old heart

Make it beat again.


P.S: Sometimes I just want to come home from work and take everything off and run around naked like a hippie and leave my clothes on the floor and have food in my room and not have someone nagging at me to pick up stuff every five minutes. I miss living alone.

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