Your unsheathed thorns and
my laceration are why...
Although
we both took a...
Accreditation is not desired nor sought,
Creative images fade in whisps of memory...
From darkness to light
To make our Life bright...
All I am asking you
That you treat God right...
A samurai strikes
from the pivot point...
A writer not only writes what the writer feels but the writer can also feel what the writer writes |
Being in love is like playing with fire you always get burned |
Must keep my eyes open, can't fall asleep yet, I'm widely wake, but for how long? |