(2015)
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An echoing melody breezed through… swinging from the tops of green fo… and melted the defenses of the mou… Everything seemed to disappear thi… I was in myself a different way.
The quiet hum, perpetual ticking of the large grey soda fountain in the lobby is the only sound I hear now.
I remember the tired streetlights that emitted their hazy glow, discoloring the grass in the park. I remember the playful screams of my fast rambunctious friends,
I’m grateful. Grateful for the words I breathe. For the times I’ve lived and, in… for the greatness of the moments a… I’m grateful
I really wanted to die underneath that heavenly blue sky, and leave behind the tensions and… and float upwards and away from th… No longer called a buffoon,
You must be you. Truly. Inner truth, intuition, unrepentan… that sings the songs of days for d… I will hear that greatness, let us… Rising to the world,
Gazing at the heavens, wondering if I am to blame for evil. Incorrigible self.
Don’t you know that I tried my best to capture exuberance of life in my breast. Hope defined,
It is a good thing to have words melted at the sunset. Beyond sense, sybaritic,
A bouquet of peonies sits on the k… Pictures dot the wall, the table s… with the memory of that once perfe… The clock ticks rhythmically, somb… There I am, seated at the head of…
I have been built up~ Brick by brick I am built up. In my mind a developing song, I want to sing to you all day long… I am healing from my woes,
My fingers tremble in the cold as I stack the stones in a slanted… I’m accompanied by the hummingbird… who search for the mystery in gard… sprouting within the cracks of thi…
The lapel of my jacket held its wa… as I walked down the daring, dark… I couldn’t spell my own defeat as the passions of my vengeance un… Like a knight fighting for vain gl…
Filled with sins, Lying in bed, No fear though, Limitless mindset Body to bear,
This little book of rhyme holds captive my heart. No, my mind’s the real upstart. Credit to my heart’s a crime. Desperation took the real blow