You just weren't it wasn't your fault because someone refused to hold and pour into you, no longer cared to show how truly pleasant you can be and you are~ But you came in with your course callused hands as if to...

From living,  to memory,  to dust,  to forgotten.    My beloved, so many pictures, so pretty your grave, so sadly forgotten.    From heat of blushes, to the cold of death, to existing in memory only, to forgotten dust in the wind. 

I have these scars onto my chest.I feel hideous because of them.And so it disturbs my rest. I got them way long ago.When I fought my biggest foe.I often hide them,I despise them. Yet,they make me look unique.They call them my...

Let's just be honest,there is things you need.To be my one true lover and empty of greed.Because love is like a seed,it grows with care. It needs you to always be there.Step is one to accept.That even I have my...