I have walked with people Who are well pamperd And well spoken enough to be Their own god.

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;

It will not make you rich It doesn’t mean that you are speci… There are no extra powers Only an effort will do And you will never stop

When change drown us deep, When red roses deceits to gain us… When bereaved our utter to reap, Myself and yourself will be mute n… Silence will repeat over and never…

When you light up My dreams brightens When you smile and pause My heart pause a beat When you cry

All I need Is for you To read Acknowledge Debate

I am A Different Person in Real life,

Word is force and reflection of fl… Words are bait to feelings and can… Word is a million word that makes… Words is like a shotgun and death… Words is a boxer short and a camel…

Look at me, lying on the sofa With the thought of money and fame And my waist-bones cringes Of the moves and roads and efforts… Sarcasm, or more like it’ i’d say…

A part Of my head Is hurting A part that Needs to

Sometimes you Need a Break From Life

The love I once felt was invincib… yet soothing. beyond consciousness yet understood. The simplicity of the love was ast…

Deception is a great feeling for Those who it pleases to lie; But truth is sacred and the Continual of all lies.