(2015)
I know Something That could Do the Trick
Many could milk a cow or Learn how to milk a cow and Still obliterate to cluster the st… One take in milking a cow, Multiple could shoot a rifle in ev…
I always Knew she Was going To be hot But not
To the SS What do we call love? We would call love war Because our passions raw, We would call love friends,
I am Incredibly Lucky Check me out In few years
You can’t get Enough Of words Or enough Of context
We go from Dust to Dust Bones to Bones Cleared by air Bitten By Termites Sulked by rain
A beautiful me. A beautiful you A beautiful us A beautiful sunset dipped. A beautiful cloud
Well i am stucked Here and I am Not the wisest I should have cut Loose before now.
There are many ways To start a poem and many Words to start one with. There are many ways to create A life and many styles involved
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
Culprit are tend to be Visible when a craft Is alarmed. A trigger can become Hostile while depending
Goodbye You! Goodbye to the willow-land and the… Where all the tears, emotions, bre… And deep fears are all shared. Goodbye to the weary-trees, the la…
Rapidly does the spirit roam. Invisible to human And visible to the special ones, Sometimes you could sense Or feel the stroke when walking
I feel like I have seen them all And buzzing around in black and wh… White socked into bleach of evils… They wish to break us all but With divine intervention we surpas…
