Mutually. These buttons are pressed and these...
Assured. That these weapons of war will leave...
Friendship to me is
Having someone’s back...
In once green fields the larks no longer sing,
Nor rise the owls to meet the waxing moon...
At war within your own mind
Hallucinate; the in- explicable...
Words fall from my
mouth much like...
Smoke
Filled air...
My restaurant is upon a knoll,
which was used to be an ancient castle...
I'm opening up
This feeling is too scary...
In the hour at twelve,
with darkness at its peak...
Taking pictures is one thing I do enjoy.
Freezing something in one moment in time...
I am a broad ocean of
words; wild and bottomless...
I havent wrote in a while, but heres the end...