Those were yesteryears I have lived and left oh dear
Bygones
Tough Souls
With hearts of splendor and warmth
The Pen
Beautiful perfect strokes began In motion of rhythm and fun
The Game
No he's playing it safe And she's riding his game
Her
Adore her like no other
Yet Again Not Be Long
Lured with the thought of living through the freezing cold weather again engenders chills on my bones as early as now.
Hair Dye
I wanna dye my hair
