I breathe without force.
I think without thinking.
I lie without realizing.
That is how easy it is to end up in the pits of hell.
One lie
(small or great).
"free-verse" poetry from the soul
I breathe without force.
I think without thinking.
I lie without realizing.
That is how easy it is to end up in the pits of hell.
One lie
(small or great).