Diary of a Charlatan

I offer no apoligies for what you see, read or hear on this blog.

I do not pretend myself a poet or storyteller, for it is not I who writes these words. I am merely but a vessel. In the deepest despair and only in the sweet embrace of vice, does The Charlatan dare appear. Only then does he ever put his pen to paper, ever more eloquently than I ever could, to expunge our demons through his prose.
Aug 16
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The End…

I’ve searched everywhere. please forgive me. I’ve failed you…. 

I will fail you no longer. Tonight I’ll join you in the last place I haven’t looked. The one place I cant go in this life.

When we see each other it will be like waking from a dream. We will no longer have to see the past. The present will be all thats left. And your voice will be all i hear.

You will be the first note after my Coda…

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