To see the beauty of our existence, the brilliance of our struggle, and the love in our sadness.
I used to own a bottle of pieces of my self And as I grow The bottle broke Like stars making out I used to own the hat
By Erik Luo4 years ago in Poets
Let the moonlight dance away And let the fire breath its life We are here to sing this song of you and I in tomorrow's land
The world is like a lover It brings you gifts Like the darkness and the shore With playful teasing it brings you pain and suffering,
