▲ 0 ▼ June 30, 2016 at 8:17 pm Tracy Levine says: Prone, Shakespearean interpretation of the afterlife.
Finally, I met with my soul.
All the doors always lead here
amazing light is shed upon us!
Hope to be there with you.
No such place as far away.
Finally light radiated through; she exhaled
This isn’t her home. It’s prison.
How quickly I had fallen in.
Prone, Shakespearean interpretation of the afterlife.
The time has come to awaken.