Posted on October 29, 2015 by InthegazeoftheotherIn keeping Walking away into the folly of night my eyes followed your heels as they lifted and lightly pressed against the notion that keeping is outside when everyone knows losing means never having. Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Like Loading... Related