squandered precious gifts laid down for worthless fortunes when men turn soldier

race against midnight an eleventh hour dash for the quick finish

I keep coming back just when ya think “there is no

there she was again in my dreams last night perhaps it is faulty programming a virus or malware but for whatever reason

heaven throw me out but i’m keeping the halo you should have no doubt i am ready for limbo so hold me

Sweet undying moon, I offer you my song. With the stars in tune, heartfelt, i will croon to you the whole night long.

regret of the clock once wanted to be a watch even time gets lost

you lose your breath when the fist hits your gut you lose your mind when you love a woman you lose your keys

I cannot be cast under any moon, upon any soul. If not for her,

now when I say “forever” I don’t mean too

tire takes the pirate seeking lost treasures of sleep sails into goodnight

submerged so deeply in abysmal woes of self he makes his last choice

it’s been so long without a touch lips pressed deeply against mine fingers brushing through my beard… i have reclaimed my virginity bumbling and nervous in the presen…

when you’re going down the momentum is compelling to the point it almost overwhelms you at the bottom