Biography
I'm sad, I write. It works just like that. I'm usually a happy person or at least I look like one. But sometimes I'm blue, not green. And I write. And I heal. So if you see I haven't written in a long time, it must be a good sign.
Samples
Open heart Oh love Already taken His love Delicate, forsaken Though forbidden, it's in my hands His fate, yours, ours Though forbidden, it is my place To decide his hours My will it was, Not yours nor his He is not, he was I am, not him Now you stand free with your ring Left in the drawer Now I you linger in bed with me As I softly kiss your shoulder
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Blog entries by Evergreen
Jacaranda (17/01/2018)
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