A subdue night, lit by so of a crackling fire of brimstone mellow scarlet,...
T-kun Unusual Wordsmith III
I have been meaning to a poem like this, but never found the time...
Between Axe and Thanks
They have grown to certain freshness,
Angel fever and naked time
The winds have picked up,
A blogger,
With this being the last day of Halloween, why bring forth music that comes...
It’s going to happen.
For a title like, it holds lots of ranges of what that could mean....
Choices that have been made, that led up to this, I’ll regret never fully...
