My eyes are windows
living
Remember when things were different?
A Poet’s dream is to be heard
I am a muse: a
cathartic character
in this game of life.
Find something to do –
to keep you busy –
to keep you sane.
My eyes are windows
Remember when things were different?
A Poet’s dream is to be heard
I am a muse: a
cathartic character
in this game of life.
Find something to do –
to keep you busy –
to keep you sane.
