1 - 6 of 6
-
They congregate in the cemetery, shedding tears of loss
a man begins to utter prayers while brandishing a cross -
Summer heats spring.
goodbye to the hottest day of year. -
Abraham's nephew,
the land that he's got. -
Our music is loud.
The rhythm has a strong beat
And this miracle in the chorus will make us weak. -
by TheStupidLamb 7 lines, 1 comment, on May 21 5:44 PM 2008. In personal, thoughts, intellect, clever
-
Show me ways / Home that I may have never catch. / Away to my left lies the final enigma. / Don’t ever let me drown, mislaid, / Off course and forgotten. O’ / Won’t you please follow? / And if you ever reach
1 - 6 of 6
