THE POISON TREE |
I was angry with my friend:I told my wrath, my wrath did end.I was angry with my foe:I told it not, my wrath did grow.And I watered it in fears,Night and morning with my tears;And I sunned it with smi... Posted by on Wed, 15 Aug 2007 06:46:00 GMT |
When ur down ur poetic nature flourishes..... |
So much beauty, yet so much pain
In these lives what are we to gain
Perhaps an appreciation for lifes moderation Posted by on Mon, 14 Aug 2006 18:33:00 GMT |