Blood red beautyIn the breezeDipping, swaying, dancingFlower of dawnAnd child of eveBending, blowing, whisperingNewborn budAnd blooming glorySighing, crying, wantingThe petals fallThe thorns remainWilting, dying, falling
Member: AngelHeart01
Magical "Alley" CatPosting on the threads,that I imagine he dreads.He wasn't around for long,probably went back to his bong.I noticed him right away,the Author who knows his prey.The company he keeps,is among the elite.All well established,even on the street.His friends...
Not In VainGone without a trace,to go back where it's safe.No one will see these tears upon my face,I will keep them hidden, with my Southern grace.With the tears I shed,I feel so dead.But I know I'm alive,from these feelings...
FoundationGoing through the motions,with no ending in sight.One looks toward the heavens,in the hope for insight.The sun rays cast down,as the earth hesitates.It struggles, it breaks,Yes, ... even making mistakes.Wait, start over,holding the line.Achieving the outcome,that becomes one's in time.Remember...