I Didn't Have Time To

A Family Is A Mystery.

I Didn't Have Time To Sit Down And Look At The Work Of A Year And Choose What To Type.

It Is Forbidden To Love Where We Are Not Loved

Once You Lose Someone It Is Never Exactly The Same Person Who Comes Back.

My Poems - I Don't Even Like The Sound Of That, In A Way. Not That Anyone Else Wrote Them. But We Know That Only People Who Are Really Close To Us Care About Our Personal Experience.