Poems from lmyers.echoes
The recipe of life contains...
A whole lot of friends and family
A good amount of living, laughing, loving
Throughout the days
Keep the...
She is sick of pretending
She says as she is drawing hearts in the window steam
He was meant to be
They were meant to be
He left her alone...
Surrounded, trapped to be exact
No matter what way I turn, they're always there
Magazines, TV Commercials, Billboards...
You name it, they...