Dove Lost
Her lungs breathed poetry. I remember the day she came to me. She had my heart running freely. So soulful and soft. She was so distinct just floating like a moth.
A daily repreav is what I work to retrieve.
Her lungs breathed poetry. I remember the day she came to me. She had my heart running freely. So soulful and soft. She was so distinct just floating like a moth.
Writing a paper on leadership and my personal perception on it internally and externally.
It's a bit hard sometimes Almost feels like all the time I walk down my city blocks close to home Passing so many people standing on the corner like they're waiting for something Something so fresh...
Friends, fans, artists must meet. Which 1 are you which 1 is me. Friends, fans, and artist must meet. Which 1 are you which 1 are me. FANS. God, please o please let him breath my way.
My heart burst when I first entered into the google imaged skyline The one that proudly screams we are the city the one that goes the most go green Walking down the streets I get this tragic feeling...
You're all strung out on disillusional thinking As the Government subsidizes these laboratory high rises with new prescription chemical surprises You continue to hide your true self behind those...