A little breath of scandal, And a pair of intent ears. Suddenly a public tale is told,...
Idled hands of a sleepless soul entice the darkness into focus... Deep sleep intertwines with...
When I was child I was a dreamer and on deep reflection that be true even today
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reflecting in verse
the richness of a poet?
is simply his soul.
I'm alone, thinking about a meaning, trying to make my dreaming come true, but what else is new, nothing...
aliens, sasquatch, fairies, ghouls, ghosts and me all have at least two...
I know I still am because it hurts me so much I just dare not look
This hole I am digging for myself just happens to have enough room...
Maybe you want the soft and the easy With no difficult problems to face No hard situations to...
They are all very different, you know that don’t you, he said ..
What are, ...
There's gonna be a war...
Between the easy sleepers and the insomniacs ..
Easy...
WHEN I DIE! By Ava When I die,
Don't send the black flowers and roses,
With notes...
Slithering among the streets, Vapour intoxicating like sheep, Spewing words like breath is...
You don't answer questions if you don't like them...
You have your favorite Media...
You...
Never fear I could not tear up or otherwise destroy all the things that made...
You know who you are, you contradict faith until you’re about to break, and then you desperately pray…...
Even as young Dembe sweeps a new days dust into another, even fresher pile...