Rhyan Starr
Drama Romance
You had an awful affinity and it attracted me,
Stole the life from my lungs
So I no longer had the ability to breathe.
The Space Bet...
Diminish
Haunted
sun set to ri...
A Mess Of Me
searching for...
holding on
My Side Of Th...
Forget-Me-Not
I allowed myself to be lulled Into a peaceful slumber By the warm east wind. I allowed myself to be lulled Into a peaceful slumber By the warm east wind.
He or she doesn't define who you are, Nothing as beautiful as you I find on par... He or she doesn't define who you are, Nothing as beautiful as you I find on p...
One tiny view of the dazzling God Instantly heals the mounted anguish One tiny view of the dazzling God Instantly heals the mounted anguish
"Sorry" might not reside in your millennial dictionary. "Sorry" might not reside in your millennial dictionary.
Every ray of sunlight speaks a different story Every ray of sunlight speaks a different story
Helplessness.... of the migrant workers.. Helplessness.... of the migrant workers..
Caught fireflies to store their light on a page Caught fireflies to store their light on a page
Many times before, you were expectant, but today you decided to become a mother... Many times before, you were expectant, but today you decided to become a mother....
But deep within there’s a voice ready to vouch for me. But deep within there’s a voice ready to vouch for me.
Do I hear the prayers of, Joy, hope, despair, foreboding... Do I hear the prayers of, Joy, hope, despair, foreboding...
I found myself amongst the woods, I found myself amongst the woods,
Yes I am a single woman and I have a beautiful life... Yes I am a single woman and I have a beautiful life...
First time when I went to school, I was so nervous, I was intimidated by the people around me... First time when I went to school, I was so nervous, I was intimidated by the pe...
The din grows loud, disarray roams The din grows loud, disarray roams
The hair has turned grey The hair has turned grey
Oh Religion! Thou perplex'd fool, Oh Religion! Thou perplex'd fool,
the sunsets.... the sunsets....
To that carpenter uncle Who recides opposite to my house, To that carpenter uncle Who recides opposite to my house,
There is darkness, there is light But I find myself in a little mist, There is darkness, there is light But I find myself in a little mist,
Why is it always thing that we need, Goes out of our grasp... Why is it always thing that we need, Goes out of our grasp...
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