soloist journeyA Poem by mournful bearfirst famine to catch my eyes still roaming amidst soloist journey. pleasantries to thy self for the enjoyments of the simple things in life. the feminea for next journey, Thy sure, Thy will not be worthy for her.
thy have been enchanted by the huntress, she wasn't aiming for thy heart, without her even knowing, she has enchanted thy without even thinking about it or aiming for that.
she has been the first feminea that had enticed thy, without any enticings coming from her. as thy have mentioned at the opening of this, thy will, and I'am not worthy of her beauty and enticing out door manners.
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1 Review Added on April 2, 2013 Last Updated on February 24, 2014 Authormournful bearAngeles Crest, CAAbouthad a love now gone. awaken to the lonesomeness that solitude brings. no friends, no hikes, no job, no, no girl... this the mournful outdoors guy am i. family can be the splinter that you can never g.. more.. |
still roaming amidst soloist journey. pleasantries to thy self for the enjoyments of the simple things in life. the feminea for next journey, Thy sure, Thy will not be worthy for her.
thy have been enchanted by the huntress, she wasn't aiming for thy heart, without her even knowing, she has enchanted thy without even thinking about it or aiming for that.
she has been the first feminea that had enticed thy, without any enticings coming from her. as thy have mentioned at the opening of this, thy will, and I'am not worthy of her beauty and enticing out door manners.

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