unknown... The perfumed voice spoke... The earth moved in it"s presence Power of a lion with cashmere touc Who is She this beautiful creatur They indulge in her presence yearn 1
“child universe” The soil is my bed.... The stone is my pillow... Do not come near my tent for you a a destruction of great note.. You call me the needy yet you need 1
letting go.... hardest it is to say goodbye.... angel of my dreams. the mask of joy am now wearing acting on the biggest stage... my the very air I breathe reminds me
unfinished They say... silence is golden They say God is found in the esse How could this ever be for it is k The dreams of us contained within are choking the existance out of m
i live on borrowed smiles... I live on borrowed smiles.... daily they keep on leaving me.... to where I can"t find them They break my heart... going to ho with no windows. 1
hurting heart... Will you kiss my blistered hands? Will you soothe my bruised soul? My bones are broken ...carry me... I am the injured heal me... Sing me of victory and I’ll be th 1
jj Pieces of myself are scattered all my itching brain dead yet fatigued who am I to the core? what is my very existance all abou
she.... She... she laid wordless.. horizontally in her home with no w All she has ever done forgotten... Her loud silence echoed in the cav and mountains. 2