Poems he'll never see
i'm not good with writting poems i just write them because stories are too long and he's not worth it. or maybe he is, yeah he is i just don't want to accept that as a fact
i'm not good with writting poems i just write them because stories are too long and he's not worth it. or maybe he is, yeah he is i just don't want to accept that as a fact
*Formerly known as The Arabian Desert.* He was a cold-hearted bandit with the power to imprison her... Maria disguises herself as a helper boy when Zain, the black-hearted, demonically handsome bandit attacks their prosperous town in the middle of the Arabian Desert and claims it as his own, naming himself sheikh, in...
"How wicked be the dreams that drive us to our demise and for us to involve others! Such was the fate of Macbeth, horny Romeo, and his Juliet; yet we all dream. All base and noble creatures dream in short spells or with their eyes open. Someone is bound to get hurt. We all have some semblance of a price or sacred idea...