You and me, beyond the window of time.
Photo by Marcus Dall Col on Unsplash - unsplash.com/@marcusdallcol
really me and some mates just went down the pub and drank cheap ale
This is a serious poetry which makes you ponder on your actions and thoughts.
The New World in disarray. We always knew this day would come.
The sun sets letting the twilight cover the jungle. Wild sounds , insects , growling of the hungry fangs could be heard that early night . An old and lonely boat can be seen crossing the only river br...
He always showed up to help people who were in danger. But I was too smart and I shot and killed The Lone Ranger.
I don't mean to interrupt your scrolling, but I have got a few questions for you.
You and me, beyond the window of time.
Photo by Marcus Dall Col on Unsplash - unsplash.com/@marcusdallcol
really me and some mates just went down the pub and drank cheap ale
This is a serious poetry which makes you ponder on your actions and thoughts.
The New World in disarray. We always knew this day would come.
The sun sets letting the twilight cover the jungle. Wild sounds , insects , growling of the hungry fangs could be heard that early night . An old and lonely boat can be seen crossing the only river br...
He always showed up to help people who were in danger. But I was too smart and I shot and killed The Lone Ranger.
I don't mean to interrupt your scrolling, but I have got a few questions for you.