I drain my thoughts through my pen. That's the only way I breathe.
"I am ready, well-dressed, maybe like a perfect gentleman But who cares,i try to dress to avoid unwanted attraction And thus, as i wait for my mode of transportation via rail
By Harydo Neon9 years ago in Poets
"How blind can a man's sight be That he fails to see through beauty even if it sat in front of him The broken heart of a woman says a lot of things
