Kyla
Eyes like stars, so bright, all I see at night.The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.
Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Raw | 1 | 07/30/2013 |
| Hope | 1 | 01/17/2013 |
| We Were -Perfect-. | 0 | 11/06/2011 |
| Am I? | 0 | 11/06/2011 |
| He Cares. | 1 | 11/06/2011 |
| Blood | 1 | 11/06/2011 |
| Victim | 0 | 11/06/2011 |
| Sweet Sensation | 0 | 11/06/2011 |
| Why....? | 0 | 11/06/2011 |
| Help Me | 0 | 11/06/2011 |
| Going Crazy | 0 | 11/06/2011 |
| Wolf | 0 | 11/06/2011 |
| Kyla | 0 | 11/06/2011 |
| Forever | 0 | 11/06/2011 |
| Doubts | 1 | 06/03/2011 |
| Misery | 1 | 06/03/2011 |
| Escaped | 1 | 06/03/2011 |
| Life | 0 | 06/03/2011 |
| Love you | 0 | 06/03/2011 |
| Scars | 1 | 06/03/2011 |
| Or | 1 | 06/03/2011 |
| End It | 0 | 06/03/2011 |
| Death....My best friend | 0 | 06/03/2011 |
| Given Up | 1 | 06/03/2011 |
| Meaning of Love | 2 | 02/09/2009 |
| Selfish | 1 | 02/09/2009 |
| Till I Die | 1 | 02/09/2009 |
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