How will thine love as handful, is it as hate would make a flare? Heart would be burned into dark as… But some will bare to inhale The smell.
From a writer To a Reader and From a reader To a
I have dreams that I have live And The ones I still live. I have appeased my childhood God, He is pleased. I have dreamt of peace
When Pavarotti plays On a timeless streak And emotions flares To caress lips and Tongues swimming
poetry in my bones, just a little plenty in my bones, it burns and burns even when i try cleanse away creativity in my bones, i have love for other things;
Oh, the moon should be cautious of… The moon should always glance to k… If i am still here, dressed or nak… With all of my conscious sins and… Witnesses; my eyes could blindly e…
forever or never will thy bar crow… Or thy bell rung with town crier a… Nay, even if the tune or the bell… Covered in a well attacks?, no hum… Or slip into the well will be dece…
Erin was a lonely girl with a brave mindset and she lived with her parent in a grey barn at omisphere, erin a girl that beh… beauty and friends
How will love be glad on autumns r… love divine and love refined, love… love inclined, love infinite and l… love’s regard and love on guard, f… love as cold like a morning’s brea…
What horror have the earthly natur… How amuse are the fetish majors or… Mostly are the fault of the epipha… painted walls of idiocy and tears… I will be cautious to fetch the ro…
The Only Normal Thing On
You don’t have to bleed to Satisfy them all Just throw them a bone And watch them bring it back.
Never Count your Work Because Your
They are roaring And ready To go but My shoe Laces are still
I Am not a drinker If not I would have claimed that Bottles help me write.
