I will rip off your limbs and hit you with them
True friendship at it’s prime.
You have gone blind and want cereal
Lana girl, stop frontin’ you know you want some of the People’s
"All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.”
Today, 165 years ago, death took one of my most favourite writers and i believe one of the most amazing man in the history of literature. His death a mystery. His demons well known from his own writtings. A tortured soul, a brilliant writer and perhaps a wonderful human being who gave his life to his passion. I’m so glad he lives through his writtings till now, after all this time. My salvation, my one and only, my beloved Edgar Allan Poe (19 January 1809 – 7 October 1849 ). RIP