With me poetry has been not a purpose, but a passion; and the passions should be...– Edgar Allan Poe (1845)
after all, God never left my side (:
God this is awful!! feels like is raining hail in my veins…..
Death seems to get closer to the beloved ones again…..
apparently its time to let go….
fridaaay why do i feel youre far away lool
loqui: Twice the distance from the centre to the end said the boy on the length of a piece of string he was right as far as rulers go but it took the thread to snap to be cast away to find the real answer
…and Musa is back! ;D
when u get that little taste of summer but you realize they are spring vacations not summer vacations…. soon back to reality…
your victory is something temporary … ;D