no flaws June 19, 2009 a poet's playground, alternate avenues sat on the roof looked upon the lawn grass not as green as the weeds flowers that had dropped from the trees no flaws at all Share Tweet
forge forward your road might be obstacle filled your path might be tougher fortitude is your name it is burned deeply in your soul courage is tattooed to your core determination is your emblem worn on your chest you have chosen your direction forge forward your