As Love matures it overtakes..... As Love matures it overtakes.....

It's strange when, You gaze at the moon and wish for a hand. You hunt poems on Sunday It's strange when, You gaze at the moon and wish for a hand. You hunt poem...

The poem speaks about the words of wisdom. The poem speaks about the words of wisdom.

There were desires, Good and bad. All looked the same, I had to make a choice. There were desires, Good and bad. All looked the same, I had to make a ...

One of the only Reasons I was excited One of the only Reasons I was excited

Dear life.. Crying, laughing, fighting, stumbling.... Dear life.. Crying, laughing, fighting, stumbling....