Monday, February 8, 2016

Your Black Existence

The infinite hole
That was your soul
All light around
Without a sound
To break within
Your existence.

The sorrow you hide
Every soul
You'll ever know
To die within
Your existence.

The cumbersome black
Of all you lack
The whole
Of humanity
To die due to
Your existence.

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About Sash

People call me "Sash" because I'm a former beauty queen in my old home town. My father used to ride in an MC which got me interested in the culture. After my last divorce I said "goodbye" to Susie Homemaker and became the naughty, biker chick I always felt inside. (Read more...)