THE HARD GAME WRITTEN AND POST BY najwa powley
IT IS HARD BALL I CANNOT PLAY THE GAME HOW CAN I TURN THE SUN TO BEND AND PRAY IF HER RAYS COLOURED WITH GOLDEN FRAME WHO CAN READ AND LISTEN WHAT I CAN SAY IF EVERY ONE CARRY HIS BAG RUNNING FOR THE FAME DO YOU WANT ENJOY THE BEAUTY WITHOUT EYES CAN YOU TOUCH MY SOUL living INTO YOUR SKIES FOR... Sign in to see full entry.