I am
A
Different
Person in
Real life,

It is just another dreary poem
Her heart will forever endure and
As he felt no human rage or human
Felt no anger, love and care in hi
In silence he slumbered in his dee

I think mostly
When there
Is no ink
No pen
Or when my

As i have reached the town,
The town which i thought never exi
The town; where two blocks are dro
The town; where more stoned-houses
And astonish sights of lands, lake

Morning by days not less or late
Her heart flutters and fail’d to b
I tossed her arms up and down,
Her arms dare to stay and it drop’
Her lips was wide, curve while her

Sometimes
I take
A
Break
From

I can’t
Afford
Pride for
Now
Even if

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.

How does he speak?
With his mouth or his body
Or with help or no help, with
His crew but he dare not own a boa
For a boat would majestically

Close your eyes
What do you see?
Light Or darkness
They are as bad as
Each other, too