And if we're enough
We will gather up the sun...
Trepidation permeates my
every thought...
I will erect statues;
in every park...
Oh yes,
it’s always a good pitch that does it...
I don’t know
why I am nobody...
I am glad you
Want me Ally...
A writer not only writes what the writer feels but the writer can also feel what the writer writes |
Being in love is like playing with fire you always get burned |
Must keep my eyes open, can't fall asleep yet, I'm widely wake, but for how long? |