hard.

I cant write prose how crude methodology is adopted to spoil the brave ever possible hearts at the sick brains of taporias but happen to have high very high profiles.

naive dark shadows
Chandigarh my own making
death nell can be written in many ways.
my history teacher
used to cane us
memory has failed me
when I remember best

dust storms
asked my cloths
yet it its hard
it tears thro
took hard
harsh are bushes
I make one

magnolias flourish
I search why

wait is forlorn
asks my heart

I take deep breath

how deep
it could have

why its so

I find reply
hard