7:37 PM - Random Poems
Love is the beginning of a life without feeling,
Loving is living in love,
It is just living and learning to breath fresh dew w/ insight,
Caring for all and even though noone to care for.
A lonely world for those that woe over false-joy and lament their lament their Father for bringeth them forth
I chuckle for life
is quite the buckle
When you are in the driver's seat
Alas! I have waited for this moment
The passenger in the back seat, that is who I'am
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