Knowledge,with out wisdom is wasted on the holder of the knowledge. It is only by experience, and failures we obtain both.
If we hide from ourselves, the one were suppose to be, with will never find us.
It's worse when I drive home from work. That's when we would always talk. I'm lonely and I feel rejected. I am bitter and sad. I would love to just get on with life. I would love...
I love writing novels, I love getting inspiration from unfinished works or things that I would have liked to happened. I love quotes and I love deep characters and books that make...
To each his own we lay all alone with our simple minds that can divide us. To this truth we follow our way that often leads us in the wrong direction. You can smile or you can...
I don't wanna steal your freedom
I don't wanna change your mind
I don't wanna make you love me
I just wanna take your time
I don't wanna blow your phone up
I just wanna blow your...
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Last Vacation - "Hummingbirds with us, Cool breeze blowing on my face, Smiles and laughter fade"
I came from darting privatissimo leather boots in shining Spain. Portable and 900 diameter. Or kling klang of the rubber dada fillet on frequent coasts, blind, an oyster crawls. An...
I watch you sleep in my arms. The gentle wisps and sighs as your beautiful body rests peacefully. Your eyes at rest. The worlds weight is lifted from your heart. My fingers run...
I'm writing the sequel to a book I finished a month ago :-)
the first book:
"in a land of myth and a time of magic, back when witches and vampires were more than just a...
The absence of feeling is the last to go when you are lonely. A cruel irony that wages war on ourself, offering no quarter.
Shut the door, turn the light off
I wanna be with you
I wanna feel your love
I wanna lay beside you
I cannot hide this even though I try
Heart beats harder
Time escapes me...
The last day of winter’s light sighs out today upon the greening land and my spirit flutters in the gladness and sorrow of its cool breath. I feel like I can surrender to the...
Do you prefer to write in the first person or third person?
taken another one
before my eyes
how she was, so busy
forgot what we all forget
sad is, she didn't expected
she didn't had the pleasure to know
wasn't spared any time...