I don’t try too hard They can’t help Enough but loosen Their shacks and Jump down from their
There is this thing It frightens me and Scary at the same time, They are tiny voices Very small but weirdly
Life is a maze and death Is the way out.
I am done losing my sense to tired… Bidding my streak with holliness, Conversing to the dawn in nakednes… Muting my ever so gracious talent In every nightfall,
A full moon had shown tonight And its a dynamic of her own beaut… Her own smile and her own personal… What addition could tears bear whe… Feelings are idle and uncomprehend…
The journey yet so far I have walked the walk covered in a grimy sun dust Beaten by avalanche of rain But the journey yet seems soothing…
You can’t get Enough Of words Or enough Of context
Close your eyes What do you see? Light Or darkness They are as bad as Each other, too
Under the stripped trees in a pear… Winter, there i found a white blos… Dropped in a muffled sound-like And it formed A surface,
Art of loving is a complicated Ar… it must not be too Abundant or too… and Moderation is an hard option t…
There is nothing special About being normal If it be cheating, Cheat Or perhaps laughing, dancing
For you to be reading this At this exact time Is not an honor It was meant to be.
I am A Different Person in Real life,
What heart would whisper another Sense will hardly learn; and Wandering mind could cluster Indefinite at dark forests in angu… Of sight and vicious earthly being…
Only one great lake will a man exc… A boat, a paddle and a widely dark View will go past and fairer luck If one sees far as view will freel…
