Whilst I am rosed by thorns adorned And the leaves shall spark my hate Give me one rose that blossoms…
Abduction y’Nature
I walk among you, in the streets I go, Peering through your windows, admiring my solitude, The wet pavements soaked…
A love’s tale
Hurling through the room there she fares, Asks of her our demise await, 'Twas not the sake of mine but…
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