First, he is a king who sits upon a throne. Living as a dream before the after thoughts are gone... Formerly, he was a hero sent only for the souls brave enough to fear no hurt in having goals. Suddenly, he seduces the innocence in our eyes. Calling SADNESS useless creating courage from all cries. Now, he is a Nomad needing many miles alone. With a warriors heart, he has always had -My arms to call his HOME. MEMO: Who holds you down, Baby?... AngelCLumpkins
Posted on: Thu, 04 Sep 2014 04:21:54 +0000
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