Fallen lay beneath the great pines
Autumn grass yellow, brown and scarlet
Mare mourning waters the forests...
A poem for my older brother who was murdered a little over a year ago...
my people are gradually losing the value of love. We should stand up state a true Love.
I am and was a battered lamb
on a journey to self exile
seeking sheltet.freedom.vengance...
Oh ! This is so wonderful to dream about being teleported to a fantasy world ..wo ho...
For the twin sisters!!!! I just did a try!! By looking your pro pics!!! And sowie mahoo, u changed your pictcha!!! B4 i could copy it!!!