Chalk,
Wastes away with each knock...
Oh sweet flowering rose
Can't you see...
Bonjour Mon Ami,
Greeted my friend gracefully...
On days like this I need you
I need you to remind me...
Varsity players enjoy spiking the balls
volleyball is sealed on their souls...
It's an oxymoron.
It's the good and the bad...
Behold she is the hand made of the LORD,
created with all the beauties of heaven BEYOUND...
In the land of Palestine I was born
I seriously thought...
how fortuitous
through multitudes...
You have within you
a balm for all wounds...
All night I muse, all day I cry,
Yet still I wish, though still deny...
I like to cry with my dears
Those people who cares about my tears...