"I am the black on white; the ink on paper." A collection of my nightly thoughts and daydreams. Highest rank: #5 in Poetry. Please enjoy reading and find a friend in one of my works. :)
Oh how Time did us no mercy, . How Red Roses grew Pale, How Green Fields, Went barren. How two souls, they decayed, Layer upon Layer of Soot, And How true Love grew Stale. ______ Burnt Essences, is the story, of how we like what is toxic to us, and what happens, if we get addicted. . Every single story has that "extra...