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

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

There are two art of wisdom; we ea
One seem like a sting of success,
Is filled with the sponge, soap an
Wisdom by losing is a cup crafted
To drink, shower and weep in it; i

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

When you are wealthy:
Many shall be your friends and
Few shall be your fans and;
All will be your death.

The beautiful frame hung on the wa
With dust and dark paintings i rec
O, bring a white wipe
So i can clean off the sadness bef
The teardrops of the picture in th

There are many
Means of writing
Mostly
In caves.

For life will fairly drench and
We will with no option but famousl

My thoughts are
All outlined with white
Colour
You don’t need to
Worry; they are

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