I write Like every Words will Be a hit in Someone’s heart.
poetry in my bones, just a little plenty in my bones, it burns and burns even when i try cleanse away creativity in my bones, i have love for other things;
There are many Means of writing Mostly In caves.
I have lost the taste for words I have blended with the world I have settled with the masses I have decided to colour it all. I have lost the taste for words
Of one you once loved with fetish heart Of one you once cared With all you had Of one you once prayed
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
The beautiful frame hung on the wa… With dust and dark paintings i rec… O, bring a white wipe So i can clean off the sadness bef… The teardrops of the picture in th…
I pride myself in the midst of pain, pleasure Brain and honesty.
A crooked faith with the deepest w… Immortality of conception about li… Weakest pace, slowest race. Illegible notes with an unclear ma… Although its more revelation, appr…
Deception is a great feeling for Those who it pleases to lie; But truth is sacred and the Continual of all lies.
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 you don’t want to do anything but reading, read loud if you don’t want to read and maybe all you want is to eat, eat now,
They don’t Surprise me They live in a Different world Different city
You would Notice I Always Use I Before you,
Hiya. I’m just checking in How are we all doing? I hope this year haven’t swept us… Family & relations good?
