I feel that one never stops Loving their past loved ones. The nostalgia remembers all the Times when you slept in their bed, When you first opened up,
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
Never give up on love, Though I’ve died a thousand times Just waiting. And I’ve hoped in the rain. So many times
That red ribbon is so wrinkled. Rouge like blood Or rushing anger Or a blaring stop sign. It’s crumpled:
Flurries in India: Nothing’s impossible If life is a string Pulling me along.
Wait 'til Michigan comes. I think I’ll wait 'til then. Think I’ll wait 'til I hear my co… Hear them loving me in Michigan. Think I’ll wait 'til I swim.
You don’t ask me to speak. You never expect my opinion. I was your second child In a runaway marriage. I suppose I loved you once,
I’m a good girl in the worst ways Most days. Some days, I’m a bad girl in all the best way… I’m pretty good,
The tissues know something. Even the mirror knows. My music knows it And especially my pillow. My books can see it
Walking by at night, I saw the falling snow Tumble down like sleep. God, how could you be So cruel as to give
This feeling Makes me want to bless my friends… And find redemption in death. I want to stand in the rain 'Til my bones shake apart
God, thank you For darkness, And fear, And death. Thank you
Last year seems years away. Last night seems lifetimes away. This moment seems like a dream.
Can you hear it? It is the cry of the poor. Their howling curls inside of my h… It pains me as if I were one of t… But, I am.
There’s always a morning, But there’s the night, too. Every faith has a savior, But the devil always follows suit. There will be spring,