A boy who writes poetry is a boy i… A girl named folk leads to trouble When you run with the devil You gonna get burned Silly boy

I’m hustling harder Than I ever did before I gotta score to settle Make you evaporate like mist off a… Burning desire

Sitting alone In our old home My old room The walls still painted blue Boxes containing histories

Lover, Can you hear me? Lover, Can you see me? My vision is blurred.

February. February 7, 2011 at 2:23pm A parrot mug and a cookie mess you made it effortless

Dan. Dan the man with a plan Who unlike his brother Stan Reluctantly refuses to lend a hand Is always willing to help his fell…

Well, it’s mind over matter. And, if I don’t mind it don’t matter. No, I’m never gonna make

Stumbling around With my eyes closed I never found love at all Until I read The cryptics on the wall

HERE THERE ANYWHERE EVERYWHERE IN

Darling confide in me By the fireside And melt the past away make the yuletide merry As we watch the present year

Castaway Come back to me Like the waves do to the shore I dont want to be a grain of sand Time lapsing in your hand

I feel like an interstate median Heavy traffic on both sides of me People coming People going People pushing

You were my first You were my last You were my worst You were my best Over you