Courage was not letting your broth… But preferring to die From their snide remarks Which shadow prejudice’s unkind da… What happened when they grew up?

What if your face was a poem alone… I bet People would read it and cry, And some would feel inflated afte… Because they witnessed something

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

I was born of the Virgin Mary, Given life to rid earth of evil. Blood on my hands, Dirt on my hands, I’m akin with Christ Himself.

He helps her with her blush. She’s surging red, Velvet and soft like a rose. Her mouth’s gone dry With his wind.

Farewell to friends, The kind that push. The word constantly bends. I live a life of isolation. While others play in their bubble…

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?

I feel like I want to hurt, To show myself how beautiful this… The illusion makes me strong. I feel like I can’t get hurt, But I still hope for the pain of…

I’ve been waiting For years And days And all the seconds For a warm body.

I am a plummeting plane. I see the clouds go past, And I close my eyes, sometimes, But I still feel where I’m going. Sometimes, I feel that

I ran from you all my life. I’ve had problems, But that doesn’t make it right.

I often cajole myself Into crying, But I refrain. I know I’ll never stop.

What you meant– What I meant When I said, “I love you.” What you meant to me Wasn’t what you said

That’s why she died– Because she never let anyone hold… She didn’t trust herself. She didn’t let anyone love her Or touch her