This thing of war, so foolish and sick.
The smell of death, so smoky & thick.
When some become greedy and selfishness rules
Men find the best ways to use killing tools.
early morn…quiet breaths from two, laying protected & warm by linen covers.
comfort sacred.
hark! something stirs, dark, evil, lurking.
a shadow moves across the room, steps up to that be…
"I didn’t count on a certain naughty little girl keeping me awake in the twilight hours."
A motionless sky beacons to me
While streaming white stars say no.
So I will stay where I be, I’ll not disturb thee
For I really don’t want to go.
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I’m sorry my english very iffy..
Misfortune, disgust and dismay
is all people have to say
regarding Scorpions.
But I know one that’s not vile.
When we talk he makes me smile
and we laugh, too.