i love to write . i am a perosn who can only express her feelings throught poetry . i have been through alot in my life and i took oput all my passiona dn anger on peoms and qoutes. |
As the scarlet sunset slowly fades,
And dusk introduces the night...
I question your God, my heart, and my soul
Existence needs proof, in stories I'm told...
Keep a quiet little place
where only you can go...
She was crying
when i opened the door...
Bottled up inside me
Are the things I never read...
I Was Made For You. |
To see a World in a Grain of Sand |
All men hate to hear, "We need to talk about our relationship." These seven words strike fear in the heart of even retired General Schwartzkopf. |