The grass grew dark beside the lake,
cooling, held in the sand, still, alive...
Outside my eyes are dry
It is inside that I cry...
Our first dance I can barely remember;
however, plenty of pictures prove it's existence...
Annabelle your eyes so weary and drenched.
They show no sign of your contentment...
She spelled out "Help Me"
on a clouded, mist mirror...
They're many things to appreciate about a...
Likes whispers
of young tweeting birds...
Should i tell Him or should i not to keep our...
These questions bothers me a lot...
A door not yet opened.
Words not yet said...
Abu, my brother
different in genes and color...
You are my best friend
You would always make me smile...
I shall fight till death
Thou art worthy of...