His shoulders carried the weight of many a lonely...
His shadow danced on the wall to the rhythm of a...
Granted my writing has hit a lot of lows,
It also has quite a few highs...
Contrastive clouds, carrying a myriad of
Elegiac moisture...
Title.. Little heart
A heart...
She blows the glitter into the future
Decorating her hopes & dreams...
The choices I have made in life
they all came with a price...
I am not a man of iron,
I am made of flesh and blood...
Menacing whispers, come to haunt.
My mind emits a dark silhouette...
A seductive aroma
fills the air...
along dark and winding forest road
stood a decaying house of wood and stone...
I'm a vessel, but I feel.
When you put me on that hardwood floor...
Is it wrong to say
I can't stay at a place where race matters...