Emotions unfiltered, when a lonely
sunset forgot to unravel its...
Honestly,
I don't want...
I dabble my pen
into swarming letters...
Alleluia alleluia
Jesus Christ...
Father
I feel so good to be loved by you...
How could one beseech
with all their existence...
A writer not only writes what the writer feels but the writer can also feel what the writer writes |
Being in love is like playing with fire you always get burned |
Must keep my eyes open, can't fall asleep yet, I'm widely wake, but for how long? |