The beautiful frame hung on the wa… With dust and dark paintings i rec… O, bring a white wipe So i can clean off the sadness bef… The teardrops of the picture in th…
Have you thougt Beyond your world Where feelings Are mystery, Where there is no love
There are many Means of writing Mostly In caves.
Nothing is worth writing About until something Is worth reading a…
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…
What more can you ask for? A momentum memorial of my art you… Or a possibility of the future of… Through my words you will ever rem… I will leave the lake and the seas…
I have love life The same eversince: I have love the hard Spent days when money shows no favour,
Many years are so distance And i was secluded from too many y… But lately the days are so pleasan… And the moon blossom through her p… The sky is generously proud and ga…
Deception is a great feeling for Those who it pleases to lie; But truth is sacred and the Continual of all lies.
if you don’t want to do anything but reading, read loud if you don’t want to read and maybe all you want is to eat, eat now,
Tomorrow is a pretense Which you have to consciously Bel…
My thoughts are All outlined with white Colour You don’t need to Worry; they are
I write Like every Words will Be a hit in Someone’s heart.
When Pavarotti plays On a timeless streak And emotions flares To caress lips and Tongues swimming
It could be one way to live occupi… That is tacking every trousers in… Despise, and dressing every space… Empty space for sin to lose intere… In its options to form in your lif…