Your time's running, what will you say? What will remain untold? HR #64 in Poetry

I write because nobody listens. A Collection of random poems, prose's. Which takes you to your own paradise of thoughts, feelings... WARNING Don't try copying my content. If you do, I'll hunt you down and castrate you. If you don't, Then do enjoy my work. :)

Short stories and experiences. All are three stanzas with three lines.

£Põėtrÿ + Søngs£ Here is all I can give you It's no sunrise or falling star It's my dismembered heart And I can only hope that's enough