(2015)
glazing mortar, maze in order, the rate of those reluctant covers the least occupant, laziness takes over the other work… but with your might and focus,
Life could spike your drink Love could stab your heart Feelings could blame your tears Money could pay for less Attraction could buy your sight
I read a lot of Bukwoski Drunk And spitting words on Paper, And a little of Oliver
When in battle We know men But not fully, We know men that Folds up their sleeve
These are the real Poets/writers The ones with glasses and Always taking pictures In black/white
What horror have the earthly natur… How amuse are the fetish majors or… Mostly are the fault of the epipha… painted walls of idiocy and tears… I will be cautious to fetch the ro…
Love for thee are naught, For every tears and every Pain love claimed will rot, Love to thee will glance no noon, For my heart will gently gain numb…
I find it Hard Reading a Long paragraph Of nothing
To whom; who death might delight, Put on your socks and your glass And glimpse through a river That breath gust of elite; gust of… Which you will miss gracefully
I pride myself in the midst of pain, pleasure Brain and honesty.
For you to be reading this At this exact time Is not an honor It was meant to be.
I have Loved Less Since The last
They should learn how to talk, When they sees one another—just fo… They should dry the coals and bury… Like half of us, so strength shall… But before you were born by them,
Close your eyes What do you see? Light Or darkness They are as bad as Each other, too
They are roaring And ready To go but My shoe Laces are still