I will not Pretend to Read long books Because of My little
I am A Different Person in Real life,
Now, have you seen? The black mane of a dark horse As it slithers and kiss the marble… Now the whore petticoat, cloaks an… On a starry night whispers its oat
They lived and seed in light and d… Forsooth the great wall demise the… Oh no! the casts and judges are p… Although the reaction to the dark… The visual of their face goes blan…
Everything Hurts Immediately you Decided To
Hunger for silence Voice cracked whistles blown Cattles lost Ego’s bruised
The sound-cloud with a silence act… White soft smoke with a bright Foamy art, The sound-cloud travels with light And circles in an area,
I don’t try too hard They can’t help Enough but loosen Their shacks and Jump down from their
There are sweetness in his blazing… Admiration of kind mind that winds… So, why halt? when the symphony Of grasp still commence, I can see the shadow line of where
Tell me the verse this may be And let all lye in thoughts Of what you or i may get Or beg out of life, Life of deceits and a freshly new…
Is life meant to be? Is love meant to stick? Is death meant kill? What chapter do you call this? In this chapter, I have wept for…
I have lost the taste for words I have blended with the world I have settled with the masses I have decided to colour it all. I have lost the taste for words
You are beautiful Regardless of what Beauty means.
To the SS What do we call love? We would call love war Because our passions raw, We would call love friends,
I Am not a drinker If not I would have claimed that Bottles help me write.