Latest from the Blog“paper has more patience than people”- the diary of a young girl, Anne Frank.
- Broken WindowsBroken windowsinside thy soulto say the wordsthy ears spent waiting forI say not to those fancies. I can’t fathom thysmiling facelaughter of thy might lordbut thy heart says there ain’t oneSilver ices-shall prick thy windowEmpty streets, stormy nightsmad escapades, daggers thrownthy window shall crash. the pieces of thybroken windowI shan’t treasurethe sight of mere pleasureContinue reading “Broken Windows”
- Will you let me?Let me cry, let me bleed,let my lie on the braided weed.Let me fall, let me die,you don’t have to say good-bye.Let me love, let me laugh,let me shine, let me burn,let me leave this world. Let me tell you, let me listen,let me talk, let me breathe. Let me smile, let me feel,Tell meContinue reading “Will you let me?”
- Silent PromisesYou don’t need words to describe what you see,you don’t need someone to tell you what you need to be. You don’t need songs to make you dance,you don’t need to judge someone with just one glance. You don’t need to cry to receive some wheat,you don’t need someone to tell you honey is sweet.Continue reading “Silent Promises”
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