Prose
No Strings Attached
Our little wooden cottage was set up on the coast of the Summer Vacay, not very far from the sea. A walk with grandpa, enjoying
Our little wooden cottage was set up on the coast of the Summer Vacay, not very far from the sea. A walk with grandpa, enjoying
When the sun doesn’t shine And dreams are no longer mine When hopes run out And volcanoes no longer shout When all the oceans
I’ve been to far off places, Not one of them were as queer as you. You’re like a strategy dug so deep, I sense sadness
We all ran the corridors together to make sure we were always ahead of the headmaster. If one did get caught, we all took the
Dear Brother, Some may say it is unwise of me to write a letter to you when you are somewhere this letter cannot reach, but
My heart is forever young A divine hymn to be sung I love everyone and always forgive As twice as I take, I always give
for Maria Your favourite colour is purple and mine is blue and how’s this for romanticism but combined they resemble the shade of a pretty
Maybe one day you’ll realise, How it was to see you leaving. In cloudy weather and shattered skies, I couldn’t feel myself wiping those damp
I have a lost lover, Who loved me with himself Now loves me with his illusionary presence I have a lost lover, Who stared at
Paint me with ignorance, Because I love that pain I get. I’m addicted to it as much, As I am addicted to you. You’re always
The windows never concealed the openness unless it was tinted, The thoughts never disappeared until it was painted. Painted with the love that was once
The boy shivered when I kissed him, He said love does not kill Death does And death comes in many ways. That night was his
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