Coldness kills the Beauty
Not sure why it is the way
it is at the moment
The first time
I saw him
he wears a red bandanna
in a honkey tonk
down in Mexico
Scary tends to impress
There are few things
as fetchy as that sad face
on a beautiful angel
How could you be so blind
I thought you might be better
maybe the same
Your a strange one
not much sense
to me
there was something
nasty in the woodshed
while you just sit
& stew in your own juices
time & tide wait for no man
jam on your face
you said the first sign
of loving someone
is knowing that it
will have happen
I fly with my own wings
get off mine
go get your own
some people only
worry about how
they look
while others
about how they feel
She gets lost in the music
your personality is perfect
perfectly suited
to the needs
of your soul
no more pushing
no more pulling
searching for the
perfect pair
ones that I can
wear and wear
that won’t hurt
my feet
I can’t deal with
these people
I’ve been in the closet
for like the last
two hours,
snowing
It’s my spaghetti
I stood in the
row of daisies
looking towards
the sky and
the wind
whispered
to me
in the winter
they will die.
