Dark Hole

This pain please console This heart slowly unroll Pull each thorn from my soul Lift me out of this dark hole

Mothers Birthday

Out of the billion words on this planet Not one can fully describe your dynamic Your humor, you're Witt that intriguing sarcasm Your ability to deal with my tantrums Your constant devotion for what really matters That powerful drive to complete your masters I've never known a woman who got back up after getting run... Continue Reading →

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