on the surface you are correct he was an asshole a drunk maybe even

just for fuck’s sake don’t write it about her i know she loved this song but you loved it before her

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

Once I was a psychopath who took quite a shine to his ax. Many times I’d leave a blood bath… but meticulously clean, and particularly keen,

Freezing is all that ever I felt; Carrot and coal fall to the ground… Sadly, when Spring comes, I will… As well goes my scarf, my coat, an… Death comes upon without sound.

quick to lock ourselves in a prison cell of arrogance incarcerated by our own egos freedom can not happen until we reach through the bars

i had most of the adults fooled the family was easiest they were none too bright what little smarts i had i must have got from my father

i am my own ghost i am haunted

the way mom and aunt kim would get… when the video would come on mtv i thought “that’s the life for me” singing for the working class

i entered into my junior high poet… with such a sense of excitement to share the craft that i had disc… just a couple years earlier a craft that my gramma had

walking down the path that leads t… from 15th street i pass the same pothole that was t… twenty-two years ago as black and as deep as it was

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

when his jam comes on one second in an electric burst hits his gut he pulls his shoulders upright bites the left side of his bottom…

I like to pretend in alternate uni… where everything is almost the sam… just different in a few spots under another sun the two of us worked