stopped by a red light engine sputters memories he goes with what’s gone
sometimes the butterfly is afraid to leave the cocoon that its wings are too bright that it might be shunned by caterpillars
heaven throw me out but i’m keeping the halo you should have no doubt i am ready for limbo so hold me
broken headstones in a cemetery of… bacteria running rampant feeding off the bones of the dead decay cannot be undone time will always bring about the i…
darkness does not pass suddenly nor does the light surrounding it though her love was a shadow i reticently remember hints of a star
he left behind a loving wife three children many close friends and the best damn dog this side of… sadly
my knee is there if i need to bend my leg my knee is not there for me to beg if you place an empty plate in fro…
right at that age where she is lea… like a cynical fox taking guarded… in the forest still looks for someone she doesn’… but knows it is because she believ…
THE ARTIST constantly trying to get somewhere he
the blade has always been dull how it was made never
she loved him before when life was a game he played and she loves him still
she heard him crying before the knock at the door two cops with bad news
i kneel on two bad knees i clasp together two
sound becomes idea phenomenon of music as to hear a soul
youth in his favor with young wome… a whole world ahead of him but the silly son of a bitch doesn… instead of seizing the day he spends his time obsessing over…
