I call you Art Beautiful, interesting Expressive, talented And yet so delicate.
many writes poetry now, many writes about life and they wi… were not alive but when they hears… they run and leave their shoes beh… many writes about love,
Why are they dressed in red and wh… A black long fur facing towards th… A gold button parting the blood an… Misery of their own existence, and… To please; they are slow nature of…
I am A Different Person in Real life,
All this Words looks Exactly the Same I bet
It might be shit But that’s your own shit And it might be a hit From the park, And that will pose to be
They are not bragging Or that many I could easily fish them out For now.
Love in a film, The boy meets the girl in a party Or in a school or the girl runs in… In a runway, with a slight awkward… They both connect instantly and li…
The blind goose with a solemn hear… White, pure and goes on and on and… But without the trails of the rest… All she ever sees was darkness, Darkness –this long parable and na…
There is just only One thing Separating Me and my Bad habits
Today is never as lifeless like da… Was meant to be; the woods are idl… And birds pestering a harmless tre… And the squirrels knitting fiercel… And different people walking throu…
On love will you hate when time Waltz by unpleasantly and same Love will the lapping wave satisfy A couple of beauty praise. More love and pure strength will
My luck changed when I found a qu… A parrot with a blue tail Golden feathers Pointy beak Very moist and incredibly tethered
What do I see I see people talking about me I see them whispering and I think… I see them plotting I can hear my mothers warning in m…
You don’t have to bleed to Satisfy them all Just throw them a bone And watch them bring it back.