A mother or a mom
makes a difference...
Good nights with good friends
no faking just freedom mixed with good...
You heightened my senses
by touching my soul...
You are my dear friend a present life has endowed...
My darling bunny
I love you so...
In the shadow of the Swallow's Nest,
the castle at the very tip of Crimea, skulks...
My child of rage, though desperate,
is tired of running in her shoes of glass...
Truth is subjective.
Trust is relative...
I know you like me
More then a friend...
His head is round his eyes are blue
he doesn't talk like me and you...
Today I seen you not in person because
When I saw you,you were not the same person...
~Those Moments~
By: Travis Gruber...