In the din and endless motion,  Her eyes liberate all the shadows,  A flair of grace and a warm glow... In the din and endless motion,  Her eyes liberate all the shadows,  A flair of g...

It feels like a lyrical mess is roaming like a strange soul. It feels like a lyrical mess is roaming like a strange soul.

My angel is the one who looks over me. My angel is the one who looks over me.

Truth must be listened to. At this age no moral lessons. No threats works for me. Truth must be listened to. At this age no moral lessons. No threats works for me...

Wishing a very happy birthday once again..... Wishing a very happy birthday once again.....