(2015)
How i hate your dark crooked bows, The lynch of your exceeding notes Buried in your solemn voice, The way you twinkle like a white f… And the pace that you race
O God no Not this song again Not this same old melody Which bores me like forever On the road, pub, shops
Erin was a lonely girl with a brave mindset and she lived with her parent in a grey barn at omisphere, erin a girl that beh… beauty and friends
Merely is the bread, wine and your… Your countenance, Your eyes and t… It works in harmony its your sense… The weariness is the achievement m… Its the effort of your pain all be…
To the SS What do we call love? We would call love war Because our passions raw, We would call love friends,
Life could spike your drink Love could stab your heart Feelings could blame your tears Money could pay for less Attraction could buy your sight
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…
If your head Could think it Your hand Could surely Write it.
You have read all About me but All I know about you is beauty.
A drunk man once asked me Do you write? And I was like yeah I can put words together, He looked at the cup he was holdin…
You don’t have to be in distress t… Just like you don’t have to breath… You don’t have to be tall to leap You certainly don’t have to be sho… You don’t have to be loud to sing
From a writer To a Reader and From a reader To a
I have love life The same eversince: I have love the hard Spent days when money shows no favour,
I write Like every Words will Be a hit in Someone’s heart.
The truth in the midst of lies, th… Threat and stab; heart could never… The poor lies of filled wealth whi… In albatross of the world at will. And to slip and bleed from a restf…
