(2014)
When you are wealthy: Many shall be your friends and Few shall be your fans and; All will be your death.
There are many Means of writing Mostly In caves.
Curiousity is a hell of a drug The reason why you open your eyes… The morning and The reason why you shut it at nigh…
Ann know your moors As people call it anonymous. I love having a special power A super power An uneven power
I see fairness in death than man, as death will show honesty to take… by gender, race, sexuality or rich… and he would ponder to hide when life is so unfaithful to man
Don’t fret As long as you are still breathing My words will never be short of br…
I will not be too Quick to put a label On something that might Last forever if we try.
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…
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.
Every forsaken days of the week, Every unfortunate month of the yea… I would arose from my own rest, lo… And i would sum the seconds, minut… To my rise or prime to my fall.
For you to be reading this At this exact time Is not an honor It was meant to be.
When you light up My dreams brightens When you smile and pause My heart pause a beat When you cry
There is nothing special About being normal If it be cheating, Cheat Or perhaps laughing, dancing
I am Incredibly Lucky Check me out In few years
There is this thing It frightens me and Scary at the same time, They are tiny voices Very small but weirdly