lordgluzman

So many pity lives Being shot and stabbed by

When I was just a boy I had a vague dream To fly and touch the white cream sky

This poem is written to a woman She is a really lovely human

Poem of the Prisoner As I lay in a cage

Finland Oh Finland… Your soil is where I stand Oh Finland… The wonderful place where you can hold the magical, white snow with your bare hand Oh Finland… The land ...