A remix/sequel to Shakespeare’s classic.
Two lovers from households both alike in dignity, can art not intertwine? Were the sonnets not dedicated to a man? Is chaotic the nature of that shock. I stand before you, guilty of a weak charge, babbling in a constant repetitive motion. Shakespeare, you must be ashamed. 9/3/10
Saints bargain night on valor shoots for the secure voyeur. Very interesting, rid the plan for fault and imagination. Plain view in relevance. Romance, romance, I please do beg of romance. Of burden chapter past of social Continue reading “Saint’s and the Gold Ink”
Luck’s valiant fortune is a blessing on this rotten state of nature. Hallowed be the night sky and purple morn. Token by the word of mouth does a story spread. Only to be lost within the sorts of time. Stated be the structure of sorts, and told this tale in time. It will be mocked,Continue reading “Luck’s Valiant Fortune”
I cannot predict What will happen to the save haven. A few good men defend the rival of Gloucester. But many fail and revel in the tower. It was the fate of poor and rich, the princes and thieves, political murder the culprit indeed.
Trademark fits, memories of a former sooth resting on the tranquil wall. Watched swoon in tension of an American past. Stanza and colorful report of what ends its relevance in the stakes of bursted bubbles. No golden age, all millions lost so in crop and trapped. Trapped and rooted and pumped in band and anotherContinue reading “Memories of a Former Sooth”