Water, water everywhere, From the shower to my hair. Water, water everywhere, From the shower to my hair.

Poetry of love Poetry of love

Nothing remains forever. The remuneration you get, Should not be a wonga. The endeav Nothing remains forever. The remuneration you get, Should not be a wonga. ...

Tighten your grip, Feel your power manifest in your hands. Tighten your grip, Feel your power manifest in your hands.

Dreams and their many dimensions. Dreams and their many dimensions.

I might be all hopelessness and despair Stuck in a vortex of disdainful feelings, I might be all hopelessness and despair Stuck in a vortex of disdainful feeli...