Thinner than Dismay. By themischievousannaApril 12, 2017 ( 2 ) During which the fog could tug, Around me and around the clock, Which in hands had at dual rocks, The fixture of a structure That was harder lost. Advertisements Share this:Share on TumblrTweetMoreEmailPrintPocketLike this:Like Loading... Categories: Art, Creative Writing, Culture, Drawing, Fiction, illustration, Photography, Poem, Poetry, WritingTags: art, emotions, fiction&poetry, life, lifestyle, Personal, photography, pictures, poetry, Thoughts, writing Related Articles Under the wasted rubble. By themischievousanna2 months ago Another subject. By themischievousanna2 months ago The Messiness of Illusion. By themischievousanna3 months ago 2 comments › jackcollier7 April 12, 2017 • 9:11 pm bloody clever ❤ LikeLike Reply ↓ Sketchuniverse April 20, 2017 • 6:42 pm Reblogged this on sketchuniverse. LikeLike Reply ↓ Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email.