It was an international poetry blog, Where artist made their log, He was crawling with words ... It was an international poetry blog, Where artist made their log, He was c...

And now here I stand, dipping into the starless sky, lost. And now here I stand, dipping into the starless sky, lost.

The loneliness of the path Does little to deter me The loneliness of the path Does little to deter me

Are you ready to forget her she visited your life as a disguise? Are you ready to forget her she visited your life as a disguise?