In the dark recesses of the city,
where the shadows lie and wait...
A plantation of beauty, the roses are careless
The thorns will be revealed in time...
You stand there, staring
Yes, I do see...
Leading the way, following the crowd
Keeping head high, but always looking down...
If everyone has the equal right to be themselves...
What is the perfect religion...
This is a poem to all my plus size girls. I...
Look at me, what do you see?
you will find a warrior that came...
Its better if you listent to a song called...
The price of living is crazy and Preposterous...
Love isn't supposed to hurt.
Love is supposed to heal...
Everyones eyes are scattered
looking everywhere...
She hides herself from the world hoping to be...
although she walks around the city's streets...
Just a chat room
I shouldn't care...