Don’t fret As long as you are still breathing My words will never be short of br…
Under the stripped trees in a pear… Winter, there i found a white blos… Dropped in a muffled sound-like And it formed A surface,
I could read her sight for countle… I could gasp her breath in every f… I could make my heart a bargain For her to freely blend, Because in her smile angels sings,…
glazing mortar, maze in order, the rate of those reluctant covers the least occupant, laziness takes over the other work… but with your might and focus,
Writing is like drugs You will never stop wanting more Or trying so hard to see how high…
If I could sleep in my dream; Gazing lightly with my brow for a… When the snowy candles begins to w… I would sleep in peace for million… Knowing my sight will become blue…
Job is better done than undone Weeks of hard earned cash; well de… Paying to seek love; for job its s… Aftermath of it all —time is a job… Brain is a job welldone,
I call you Art Beautiful, interesting Expressive, talented And yet so delicate.
You don’t need Grades To do this Everyone does it And it
I Heard that New York is a great… To be a writer and London is a Nice place to be a poet, France i… Common place to be an author All other places are irrelevant!
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
Life is a maze and death Is the way out.
For death will applaud to us and w… To thee not death.
I can’t Afford Pride for Now Even if
Sometimes you Need a Break From Life
