Hope all is well.
-Rozanski.


WitherI prithee, Acknowledge me. I bade thee, Eternal Beauty, Welcome prosperity.Wither
"Hark!" The call of thousand a man Who see'st what is shown to be seen. Quiet wonder, movement so serene, I do but call thee To be one with me.
Wilt thy spirit perish in vacancy? Whil'st the answer be known That I should say'st no. A petal doth drop on ground, Dead of color, lost when found.
Where'st cupid doth fly To strike thee in all eternity,
Fortune would'st rather win thy hand, By thy lonesome Dove's wings, Secluding


I Think I'm HappyIt’s the blind leading the blind In this inadequate, changing time Society, a revolving form of injustice In my state of mind.I Think I'm Happy
But I think I’m happy now Living in the fair of the foul I bury myself in freedom Leaving not a trace of emotion behind.
And I think, just maybe, Citizen Brooklyn might, quite hate me. For if freedom is happy Then independence and prosperity will save me.
But I think I’m happy now Leaving behind my elder peers crimes. And if this depicted thought be not fine Then lost am I in the sense of time.
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DestinyRidin’ down a New York lane In my daddy’s new Ford Cheverolet Ten, long years before the day And in the passenger seat I gave my lonesome heart beat As her prize. Now the sun was beamin’ Her eyes tearin’ With a fountain of relief. And sorrow, all of it lost Without a debt’s paying cost She took me off my feet.Destiny
I said, “Don’t worry, darling No need to fear Prosperity is almost near And you know I am here. And hopes of regret Kiss it away, don’t fret And believe in me My…Destiny.”
A time ago My


I Guess This Be The BluesIf all that could be said Is the sadness in your head If all that could be said Is the sadness in your head I guess this be the blues.I Guess This Be The Blues
When the thought of it all Is just sorrows an’ misery call When the bloody thought of it all Is just frustration an’ misery call I guess this be the blues.
If a loved one has passed And she is rid of you at last If a loved one, gone at last And she was ridden in the past I guess this be the blues.
Broken bonds And lost promises All expressed in this thing called the blues.
And


Last Night In the SunThis is my last night in the sun, I'll count the stars and fall asleep I'll drift out into the ocean - I'll close my eyes and sink in deep. I'll watch the sunrise in the morning, The last i'll see upon these shores - I know the next time that I wake I'll be back where I was before.Last Night In the Sun
This is my last night in the sun, Looking out my window at the view. I'll watch the sunset one more time, And then i'm coming home to you. Yeah, it won't matter that it's raining, Or that I left the sun behind 'Cause when I know that you are near me It's never raining i


Black SatinA trail of battered hearts, Lips stained with living crimson. The demon with etched-in angel wings Glows of diamond resin.Black Satin
Lost in Eden's shadows With all desire gone astray- Lives she now in hollow moments; seeking wanton pleasure, day by day.
All in a kiss- and a lick- with words never intended for their ears; Every action meticulously measured, And in her heart, not a soul beats endeared.
Black satin wiling, pseudo-passion splays, And from her lips- one word is conveyed. Forever be moaning- repeatedly...His name;
The one that she
Pax Christi!
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~ Rodrigo Athanilio dos Santos
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Heather.
you know you love me.
i wanna see good things from u! make me proud
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