Everything can Be learned In this world Even prayer Can be taught
I walk Through This pattern Because This is
To the SS What do we call love? We would call love war Because our passions raw, We would call love friends,
May so be it Life will be it Love will also be it Music will sing it Rituals will be a part of it
These are the real Poets/writers The ones with glasses and Always taking pictures In black/white
I stumble, I stand, I sit and I… Every-time i think about your soft… And the smirks on your face Whenever you are bored, scared or… Sometimes i glaze through the glas…
I need to Get Myself a Typewriter It’s like
Pretend to sleep tight and secretl… bare interest so if light will dec… aware and if the night will yawn w… are famously put to rest.
I trust myself too much That I sometimes forget how To trust my pen.
I do no not know why they lie, I do not know why they all loathes… I do not know why they swore to lo… Not all of them, but most of them… —But don’t ever be like them, even…
A part Of my head Is hurting A part that Needs to
Love is The easiest Subject To write About Because
Have you thougt Beyond your world Where feelings Are mystery, Where there is no love
Secrets A secret is not a secret without m… A secret is not a ghost that knock… A secret is not a torn sheet or a… A secret is not a weapon to change…
Is this life I seek Is this purity I recall Is this love I felt Is this death I ordered And If i could write them all,