I was an angry ghost Because they killed me Before I was dead.

I was an angry ghost Because they killed me Before I was dead.
When the season is In growth among decay, Love can Burn in presence, And freeze As they fall away.
Idle actors will kindle coal, In layers of reminding foal Inaction of a gift Not In buying soul.
When you don’t live near, A sand and fun filled beach Don’t worry as Father’s Day, Mischief is still in […]
Expression goes unnoticed, Under plaster masks As a voice inside a lotus, Hovers right below The very best of our […]
Some people love, A bright exhibitors grin An upturned smiling win! But others prefer To hide their joy inside, And […]
With a crown of mountaintops, And a covering of pines to hold tight The Mountain Man has taken ill, And […]
The food I want to eat, Is poisoned by a qualm Of how to hold myself, Inside of my own […]