Dark imitation of Dr. Suess.

Anger.

A poem from not a good place.

People talk of God’s creativity and I no I am not one for such daring but in all honesty who creates this thing called love? Creative Summer… I wish I could create such a summer’s day worthy of being remembered, a day finally where I am loved.

"n Afrikaanse gedig geskryf in die vorm van ‘n tanka.

The warmth of Him in the stillness.

If only I had been like other guys, who am I to deny I wanted you “Sweetness” yet I gave you my heart and I wonder if you even have one. Underneath… ok I wanted to see you naked but I needed something so much deeper and that was your heart.

Nobody likes to be betrayed.

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Sometimes I feel so old.