Is this life I seek Is this purity I recall Is this love I felt Is this death I ordered And If i could write them all,

I always Knew she Was going To be hot But not

Love is The easiest Subject To write About Because

I will be a father soon I am excited and by his Grace com… I will take your first step with y… Blessing the heavens for a natures… I will love and cherish your exist…

When Pavarotti plays On a timeless streak And emotions flares To caress lips and Tongues swimming

When in battle We know men But not fully, We know men that Folds up their sleeve

You would Notice I Always Use I Before you,

Nothing is worth writing About until something Is worth reading a…

They should learn how to talk, When they sees one another—just fo… They should dry the coals and bury… Like half of us, so strength shall… But before you were born by them,

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,

There are many Means of writing Mostly In caves.

Pretend to sleep tight and secretl… bare interest so if light will dec… aware and if the night will yawn w… are famously put to rest.