Dear Beloved,/ I miss your hold/ Upon my hand/ Upon my heart/ Love, Your Dear
Bad Days
Staring blankly at the walls Accomplishes nothing Leaving the feeling of failure As nothing is done Not even a thought complete -Kel Dayheart
By Kel Dayheart
Dear Beloved,/ I miss your hold/ Upon my hand/ Upon my heart/ Love, Your Dear
Staring blankly at the walls Accomplishes nothing Leaving the feeling of failure As nothing is done Not even a thought complete -Kel Dayheart