Life is a series of written pages,
Climaxes and minimum wages.
The words so carefully written
As life is craftily laden.
The hope of lovers,
With the fear of fevers.
The joy of new breath,
With the anguish of death.
The story isn't over quite yet,
Characters we haven't met.
The twisted road to life
Is sometimes paved with strife.
I can only tell you my story,
With you as my friend,
Just a tale of you and me
Till that last page says,
"The end."
Happy Birthday to my very best friend.
Your special day has come by again.
We had
After the fierce midsummer all ablaze
Has burned itself to ashes, and expires
In
Feeling down, alone, and empty inside,
Decisions to make but can't decide.
Hurt f
Leaves crackle and crunch beneath my feet
as l inhale the air that smells so sweet
<You may see me struggle,
but you won't see me fall.
Regardless if I'm weak or not
Enough Hurting Those Who Love You
Wondering why you have so much hate
Before you see it will be too late
Trying to
As long as the birds are singing,
As long as the fish can swim,
As long as the su
A walk to remember
I wish to have with you.
By the seashore,
In the breez
Life's too short to be wasted.
It passes just once, so make the most out of it.
L
Look at that deer
Man I am craving a beer
He has a nice rack
It is enough
