I talk to my liliesthey know the thorns I had planted at my own will.sharp reminders of my bitter choicesMy only true friend,she goes out of her waysj..
She sits in the corner of the class,resting her chin on her palm,as she remains motionless and calm.portrays a different kind of diligence,a glory gli..
I stand by the lake,underneath the clementine sky.heaven smiles on me from the above,as I wait for you with a glimmer of optimism.My darling, I need y..