Eye of the Lobo

|Sonnet 16|

Angel Castro (Michael Bentley), Guest Writer

January 8, 2016

More powerful then the touch of death, for when She passes by She stops my breath. As if She's an angel in disguise who arrived beyond the skies. Maybe the Devil himself whose beauty is nothing to describe, yet I feel no energy such a negative vibe. Take me to the place you are heading. Her hair blows w...

Rest In Piece

Ioane Kauhako - Viernes, Guest Writer

January 7, 2016

It was a warm summer night The fright of losing you was in my sight The drugs that were taking you away The only thing I could do was pray You lay in the bed suffering I’m asking God why, Why did he have to choose you to leave this Earth that you called home A year ago you finally left me ...

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