My own Epitaph
Never truly ends, it only begins a new chapter i, who lie here, was a writer of pain, of sadness, and of love telling what it truly meant to be a fighter but now, in rest, i sail the heavens above if by chance you, whose heart has traveled untold
I am
I am the raven flying free no nest to roost, no sleep for me i am the tiger who hunts on his own by tooth and nail i come undone i am the ocean, deep and cold hidden old legends forever untold i am the solitude in the air wandering endlessly everywhere
With in the broken heart:Poem
A love untold. i will live and perphaps this love will not end.
…deep in thoughts…
Core one more beat, one more breath just one more, before i lock eyes with death dark seems to be moving all around silently, my eyes can feel every sound tomorrow, now a dream i want to hold one more story, hopefully not left untold
Sinful
A rest i do crave running for so long, i bleed for the untold story, shackled to a memory, even from afar, my phantom of eons seen, haunts my every being i want to touch your words they sing me to a sleep a sinful thoughts do creep tasting
Poem: Its Dark Out
In the dark room of the quiet house the tigress weeps, for reasons, untold. milly snowpaws
Angels and demons
#4 of poetry angels and demons angels and demons heaven and hell, lots of untold stories that i would love to tell like the raging war for all the lost souls this battle scene with all the bones and skulls it's an awkward sight with fire
Fire and Shadow
This life truly begins, this pain is untold. fire in your heart, will take you deep, to those places where you desparately want to be.
The First Time
Slowly kenny's right hand made it's way down his chest towards the aching erection that swelled with untold fury under the crotch of his denim pants.
The Lusty Argonian Maid v2 - The Untold Story
#2 of the lusty argonian maid - the untold story at long last, l.a.m. v2 - the untold story comes to a close. read all about the maid's most recent shenanigans. enjoy! the lusty argonian maid act vii, scene ii, continued, the untold story.
I love you....
#18 of love the intentions are real but the truth is untold patiently awaiting the lies to unfold her heart shatters with the thought of his touch how could she let him control her this much she holds on to a memory of how it used to be.
The Wolf and the Shapeshifter
Two hearts became one beneath the dark welkin, woven together from fervent passion within; inseparable were they with a love so bold, evermore complete until times untold.