If I could sleep in my dream; Gazing lightly with my brow for a… When the snowy candles begins to w… I would sleep in peace for million… Knowing my sight will become blue…
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
I Am not a drinker If not I would have claimed that Bottles help me write.
When you say friends Tell me what you meant by friends Is it those people you go running… When you think you’ve got a proble… Or those ones social media classed…
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
Hunger for silence Voice cracked whistles blown Cattles lost Ego’s bruised
When change drown us deep, When red roses deceits to gain us… When bereaved our utter to reap, Myself and yourself will be mute n… Silence will repeat over and never…
Tell me the verse this may be And let all lye in thoughts Of what you or i may get Or beg out of life, Life of deceits and a freshly new…
Publish a book Not pretense Share the words Not label Write your thoughts
I am doing Good For just A bedroom Writer
I write when am lonely When the world is at its Wicked peak, I write when am scared When the thunder is kissing
I am Incredibly Lucky Check me out In few years
You don’t have to bleed to Satisfy them all Just throw them a bone And watch them bring it back.
Now, as you may have seen When old, young or when with Someone as days and weeks goes on, I do not know how our love is shap… I do not know what my coming will…
To the SS What do we call love? We would call love war Because our passions raw, We would call love friends,
