Miner
Since he discovered a mine, He unblanketed his back
Budding Poets
Where Words Find Their Wings
And I Didn't Do Anything
I shuffled my feet on the rugged road, The sun was down and the dust was too,
Behind That Smile
Behind her broad smile is fear, Fear that her past life may be seen,
Who Am I?
[Edited by Agatha Bahati] Who am I?
Bitter Sweet Self
Bitter sweet self They told me to make it a light work,
Stolen Freedom
The aroma was sweet and catchy. Of fresh blood and drained sweat,
Bloody Saints
I'm a fool and his money, I cry to be happy
Maybe...
Maybe I'll have a daughter, She'll be my princess
Not But
She Heard She Read
I'll Be There
I'll be there for you, To always listen to you whenever you want to talk,
Midnight
Brightly coloured petals, scattered on the lush ground,
Blade Chronicles
The ground beneath her shook continuously, Her feet almost giving in to it,