dakota.morrison:
{227/365} night shift, rear view
dakota.morrison:
(as yet untitled)
dakota.morrison:
brush with empire
dakota.morrison:
{205/365} tears on my windshield
dakota.morrison:
{145/365} early riser
dakota.morrison:
{136/365} Soul Meets Body
dakota.morrison:
{131/365} I remember because of the fires that leapt from the caves of the things that have not happened yet
dakota.morrison:
{123/365} the calm or the storm
dakota.morrison:
{106/365} emotions
dakota.morrison:
{100/365} a way of feeling
dakota.morrison:
expectations
dakota.morrison:
{45/365} slow burn...
dakota.morrison:
{44/365} Transcend
dakota.morrison:
midnight morning
dakota.morrison:
walk up
dakota.morrison:
{263/365} But my dear, so few things are fulfilled: what are most lives but a series of incomplete episodes.
dakota.morrison:
{268/365} missing this
dakota.morrison:
{278/365} we will become silhouettes
dakota.morrison:
{312/365} linked
dakota.morrison:
{352/365}
dakota.morrison:
the days of skipping
dakota.morrison:
not now but soon
dakota.morrison:
the lunatic is in my head
dakota.morrison:
The Healer