Samantha Stevenson

I feel the prescence in the air,

i'm feeling full of hope, no depsair.

Looking around, at the beautiful life,

Wondering about the worlds, cutting knives.

They don't dissapear, but like a star after dark,

hiding its' luxury in parts.

As long as i'm breathing, i know i'm alive,

and for my, for further, my strive.

(XxSamanthaStevensonxX)