Poems from deshonkid
Dear Annabelle,It has been hard. I hate that I can not hear your soft sweet voice anymore. Our "home". God, shall I even be able to call it...
Darkness lies behind the eyes of a beauty who smile that hides away the pain of half established relationships because she dream amongst...
A desire to be free is felt by all her children. Yet, she alone is chanting "Give me liberty, or give me death," as she holds up her...