I breath through
Sheets of everlasting words.

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

To whom; who death might delight,
Put on your socks and your glass
And glimpse through a river
That breath gust of elite; gust of
Which you will miss gracefully

Is that still you sitting on a bul
Or am i just dreaming, maybe
Not a bull after-all or is it a ho
Am i just whinnying,
Is that the end of the road

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

All this
Words looks
Exactly the
Same
I bet

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

Read as light becomes brighter
Dance like hell will never succeed
Laugh as life becomes a feather
Walk like pride will be dear to up
Stroll in your own certain majesty

You don’t need
Grades
To do this
Everyone does it
And it

It will never go
or give up,
It is a wanted
resident
Making its way to a