Yes where does it go when I suddenly see I am not here…

Everybody will need help at some point in their life.

A poem about finding someone to stop in time with and the urge to seize the moment.

I obtain met numerous nation over the last numeral of senescence reputation my trade line of performance, stammering discernment, and retain heard a couple of remarkable stories of how they narrowly avoided a terrorist intervention.

When you get love you never want it to leave.

To walk the roads that lead to life with a loved one and troubles that can be encountered as a result.

You cannot hold tears back when they want to fall.

A woman escapes her captive…

How to become normal again escapes my mind.