A poem I wrote, called My last smile.

Silence all over, the night is still young.
But it’s already too late for me.
I could not be saved. I could not be believed. I could not be lost……..

Just a poem written by me. A poem called: You cannot be saved.

Broken you stand in the darkness.
Tears are running down your face.
Tears are dropping on the cold stone floor.
You will forget the days when only sunshine posessed your delicate soul….

Her love was real.

This situation is an important historical record for the USA, and around the world, with different ways of thinking.

However,
The sun rises in the morning, had to stay awake
Flowering snow, must remain white.

Barack Obama, breaking the fast in the State Dining Room, and this is an important side of Obama.

However, Obama, and his wife, Michelle Obama, not in the White House, when the shooting occurred.

No Holiday Without Her.

Oh that life were so simple as white and black with no room for anything in-between.

Another Pokemon Black and White shit poem.