As Love matures it overtakes..... As Love matures it overtakes.....
It's strange when, You gaze at the moon and wish for a hand. You hunt poems on Sunday It's strange when, You gaze at the moon and wish for a hand. You hunt poem...
The poem speaks about the words of wisdom. The poem speaks about the words of wisdom.
There were desires, Good and bad. All looked the same, I had to make a choice. There were desires, Good and bad. All looked the same, I had to make a ...
One of the only Reasons I was excited One of the only Reasons I was excited
Dear life.. Crying, laughing, fighting, stumbling.... Dear life.. Crying, laughing, fighting, stumbling....