(2013)
I don’t try too hard They can’t help Enough but loosen Their shacks and Jump down from their
I am doing Good For just A bedroom Writer
Everything can Be learned In this world Even prayer Can be taught
If your head Could think it Your hand Could surely Write it.
For life will fairly drench and We will with no option but famousl…
To the SS What do we call love? We would call love war Because our passions raw, We would call love friends,
Erin was a lonely girl with a brave mindset and she lived with her parent in a grey barn at omisphere, erin a girl that beh… beauty and friends
My wishes—for all their dreams, I wish i could help, i wish i coul… The frost on the glass and hope fo… Not the stress but ease, and for t… To laugh at me when I wish;
If i could love night more as my o… might and sleep next to night with… but just me and her blue iris sigh… her eyes that rest on beauty of endless flourish flight, owls, dog…
Love me with no range; and never p… Through me, love me like a gate an… Cease to open me, love me like a m… Same and exact with no compromise. Love me peacefully like bodies dro…
I have spread the sheet to my bed… Now that there is no more experien… Now there is no more poetry, and n… There is nothing new to write abou… Under the sun or far away from bey…
As hours goes by Dawn after dawn Season after seasons And tears mapping face, I’m still fading.
I Am not a drinker If not I would have claimed that Bottles help me write.
I do This to save Me from Insanity And Importantly
The blind goose with a solemn hear… White, pure and goes on and on and… But without the trails of the rest… All she ever sees was darkness, Darkness –this long parable and na…