Black as night, sweet as sin This voluptuous brew of mine A palatal delight for my tired old soul A cup o' joy, the brown nectar of life!myo hanhttp://www.poemh...
Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit the vines that r...
Imagine a tiny black flower, the nurse says, blossoming in your spleen. Already, I can feel the radiation burning in my bones, the CAT SCAN machine like a ...
We march with pride, For what is right We face the whole English might But it was all worth it for that wonderful night Behind our masks there is a idea A idea...
Well, since f*ckin Utube decided to screw with me, I had to find a place else. Here it is...also decided to rename the video. This title, in my opinion, is more...
