Life...with a pinch of salt!
Melt not, O mighty grey sky,
Why do you weep when my eyes are dry?
Heavy are your clouds and so is my heart.
My beloved, he says, he’s got to depart. 118 more words
4 days, 17 hours
The world, my friend, is not my home,
I am just passing by.
A lonely traveler, I walk on alone,
under a solemn sky.
My burden is heavy, my goal unknown, 95 more words
1 week, 5 days