Alas, haters
Wednesday, July 18, 2012 // Woot
When with envy shines nearly all men’s eyes, I ponder not nor bemoan my good fate Nor boast aloud, unaware of my cries And looks from men whose hearts burn so irate Keen I am to those who plot, scheme, and mope, Hoping that I, like them, will fail, and soon They desire my art, […]
