Suddenly, everything was beautiful. The way she viewed the world was nothing more but a reflection of herself. Jun 20, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
She was broken, I think it’s because she loved too much and she was always blind to the fact that love too is sometimes broken. Jun 20, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Somewhere along the way we all go a bit mad. So burn, let go and dive into the horror, because maybe it’s the chaos which helps us find where we belong. Jun 20, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
I think that I shall never seeA poem lovely as a tree.A tree whose hungry mouth is pressedAgainst the earth's sweet flowing breast;A tree that looks at God all dayAnd lifts her leafy arms to pray;A tree that may in summer wearA nest of robins in her hair;Upon whose bosom snow has lain;Who intimately lives with rain.Poems are made by fools like me,But only God can make a tree. Jun 20, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Death is the easy part, the hard part is living and knowing you could be so much more then you’re willing to be. Jun 20, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
She was a beautiful dreamer. The kind of girl, who kept her head in the clouds, loved above the stars and left regret beneath the earth she walked on. Jun 20, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Maybe you could be mine / or maybe we’ll be entwined / aimless in this sexless foreplay. Jun 15, 2024 - Fabian Biese>