there is no privicy that cannot be penatrated
no secret can be kept in a civilized world
societys a mask ball where everyone hides thier true characther
then revels them by hiding
Oh how true it is....but to sift through the lies....what a mess.
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
Oh how true it is....but to
Oh how true it is....but to sift through the lies....what a mess.
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "