Dear Facebook friend, You tell me you know me, That somewhere, somehow our lives crossed. It saddens me to tell you – but I don’t
I’m not innocent; I have been broken. Tears, what washed my emptiness away So long as my story remains unspoken, There is a chance for
There is no future you can build On someone’s tears There is no happiness you’ll find When you stub others from behind. The pain induced
This poem is included in my chapbook, “Inconsiderate Bastard,” which proceeds to support voting rights. \https://www.newswire.com/news/tatiana-keresteshs-new-book-inconsiderate-bast-is-an-evoking-21364218 Three giants changed history, Three giants with one dream.
Face the reality, There is none of the freedom that’s being preached to the whole world. You see through a distorted prism, further away –
Learning English comes with fun, Just stay with me, lets try this run. The letters ‘C’ and ‘K’ two peas in a pod Just like