Delicate flower
Delicate flower I was a worn and torn man, receded into the whiskey bottles and the dead-end dreams. I sang lullabies of thing lost and could not be found no-more. A… Continue reading
Delicate flower I was a worn and torn man, receded into the whiskey bottles and the dead-end dreams. I sang lullabies of thing lost and could not be found no-more. A… Continue reading
A Spring flower Was a Spring flower, so tall and so beautiful. Was a Spring flower, that reached for the sky. The sky and the sun adored her. She would… Continue reading
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A decision appears upon the horizon of your mentality Not intended to cause chaos but reveals prayers being answered Still lingering on the questions of what if’s…