He helps her with her blush. She’s surging red, Velvet and soft like a rose. Her mouth’s gone dry With his wind.
That red ribbon is so wrinkled. Rouge like blood Or rushing anger Or a blaring stop sign. It’s crumpled:
A seagull carried me away one day And took me to a secret island hid… I laughed at the waves and splashe… I even wrote notes to go with a so… The seagull was leaving and waved…
Splattered you All over my body And flecks of skin Inside every crevice. I can’t get rid of you
I feel under-appreciated. Isn’t that vain to say? That might just be my Napoleon co…
If only My tears were colors. There would be pink on my pillow And green on my shoes. There would be red on the paper
Never give up on love, Though I’ve died a thousand times Just waiting. And I’ve hoped in the rain. So many times
I dislike nothing more than Philosophy. How lazy.
I find it funny That I raised myself From the cradle To the grave. I never got a chance to be a baby.
Don’t cry Don’t cry Don’t cry Because it’s your birthday.
If you’re happy, then I’m happy. I’ll be ok if you’re ok. I can’t die without you living. I won’t move on without you search… At night, do you think about me?
If I should die before I wake, don’t cry, For that was what I always wanted…
Without you, I feel the pain. The rain seems cold now. Thunder is only evil, And the sky is bare and pale.
You’re young. You’ll feel better. You’ll get better Eventually. So much time to feel better.
You met me in the winter When I was a petal, Something you desperately wanted t… You loved me in the summer, Underneath the palm oil trees
