A relationship without love is lik… Disco of sex, a music, a carpeted… And army of glitzy light of nothin… But a waste of one’s effort to suc… Perhaps love is easy to frisk
Everything can Be learned In this world Even prayer Can be taught
forever or never will thy bar crow… Or thy bell rung with town crier a… Nay, even if the tune or the bell… Covered in a well attacks?, no hum… Or slip into the well will be dece…
I am Incredibly Lucky Check me out In few years
I think mostly When there Is no ink No pen Or when my
It is just Another day But with different Fish back to The same old sea.
If you ever thought of a girl perhaps wasted anytime with someon… Or no one. If you ever walk with loud manly Conversation with your friend
I have spread the sheet to my bed… Now that there is no more experien… Now there is no more poetry, and n… There is nothing new to write abou… Under the sun or far away from bey…
Turn my words to dust Turn from dust to dust Play my favourite type of blues Paint it from blue to blues Pour me a bottle of wine
A small piece of metal With a shinning light, Visible yet warmth, Seek the dark smoke As it breaths
I need to Get Myself a Typewriter It’s like
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…
For life will fairly drench and We will with no option but famousl…
I find it Hard Reading a Long paragraph Of nothing
This should not be stilled, The rat and the fox should not be… The wind should not stop blowing Hearts should never be stopped bre… But doc philip needs to stop swear…
