I would never kill a living thing although I probably have inadvertently while driving automobiles.
I don't even know what sound is much less what it's for. It isn't to make...
I wanted to end my life so bad and was in my car ready to go down that ramp...
A very intimate sense of the expressiveness of outward things which ponders listens penetrates where the earlier less developed consciousness passed lightly by is an important element in the general temper of our modern poetry.
