-
The tea is strong in the morning,
making up for the leftover mascara...
-
Stay with me, darling
Though night is endless...
-
A tree cut down is a
a child chopped...
-
By the river side
a gust of wind plays music...
-
Coughing up
Obituaries...
-
Love's like oxygen
It does not have to be pure...
-
-
Life is somewhere between the length of hyenas...
and the sweet tweet of nightingales...
-
Shy but smily, sincere and
Understanding to all the...
-
The fantasies broke
The dream is gone...
-
What do I have to do to make you see
that you cannot be a part of this self-sabotage...
-
Lady Wind, through rustling leaves,
where she doth blow, they go...
-
once,
i was a balloon...