Biography of immanuel santos
'nurse by heart and soul'.
immanuel santos Poems
Life is taken tripped from period of time, but refuse to say i have achieved many miles because not knowing be oneself takes exra time.
She Wants Me
A lovely rose kept with me And thorns that stuck into my bone, It becomes viral to heal the unknown roots, Letting me weaker and narrowing the things being hold.
If love comes to you, worries comes unlikely and letting go of the person is such scary what you wanna do? you slept late and tiresome but nothing happens and continue to get over you.
Chain Of Love
I thought you were a friend, a person that would like to hear my story but you never did, not even once,
Even Just A Day
It was shaky i flew to the forest to see miracle and i did the moment of freedom and fright. What is up there waiting? Is it troublesome or isn't just for fun?
a narrow tunnel leaves me ill, having pain to linear lane, and further aches can't stand still even pill won't peel the steel.
in you i couldn't look through my eyes want it to see you, but the hallows sorrounds you gives me narrow tattoo.
The cloak seen within me I knew she will devolve to hear this, Nor feels strange like same old story To unfold words straightish stressed and pithy
The life you have isn't you The movie you are watching isn't you The steps you are keeping wasn't you Then who are you?
the purport of what love is, the way who truly we are. the moment love taken us,
early morning my phone alarmed not enough sleep only two hours spent and blamed no one because it was worthy for i explicit the night with thought of you.
you have a clue that i feel blue. in closets i had claws
thank you and i will.. thank you and it will never end, memories owes me many of you-
im leaving not that i know, im grieving not that for sure, im jittering not that i couldn't see, im happy not that without them.
If love comes to you, worries comes unlikely
and letting go of the person is such scary
what you wanna do? you slept late and tiresome
but nothing happens and continue to get over you.
many priorities are on queue, which is which?
yourself or other than you? but nothing comes first.
thinking obscure and want to be in tranquillity
notwithstand you keep pester you heart blameworthy.