you sprint through lifeas though its a race(if it is you're winning)kicking up a stormwith your pounding feetleaving me chokingin the dust asi stumble..
is it any surprisewe spend our livesrunning in endless circleswhen our very existenceis measured by handsgoing around and aroundand aroundnever pausin..
he awakes day after daywasting all his time awayhis entire being seems to mockthe silence of a ticking clocka simple lazy languid blinkgiving time a c..
i wrote a poem then translated it into Latin before translating it back to English, its translated literally, rather than correcting for grammar ect. ..
who is that lost boystood all alonewhy can nobody hearhis heart-wrenching groanas tears stream downhis ashen facewhile he desperately fightsto find hi..
Dear a*****e,please kindly refrainfrom scorning my friends with such disdainDear assholei beg of you stopruining lives when you're in a stropDear assh..
you smile sadlyyour eyes old beyondyour yearsyou laugh bitterlyin the face ofexcitement alreadyprivy to the disappointmentto comeyou walk back straigh..