(2015)
I pride myself in the midst of pain, pleasure Brain and honesty.
I see fairness in death than man, as death will show honesty to take… by gender, race, sexuality or rich… and he would ponder to hide when life is so unfaithful to man
You can’t get Enough Of words Or enough Of context
Atleast I Have love For something That is not secured
Art of loving is a complicated Ar… it must not be too Abundant or too… and Moderation is an hard option t…
Hunger for silence Voice cracked whistles blown Cattles lost Ego’s bruised
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…
They are not bragging Or that many I could easily fish them out For now.
I do This to save Me from Insanity And Importantly
I trust myself too much That I sometimes forget how To trust my pen.
I was born anew and i was born now… strongly at me with my tiny hands… ceased to cover my face, leer at all this creature lingerin… and delighted am free.
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
When in battle We know men But not fully, We know men that Folds up their sleeve
A simple choice is a great certain… For her own sacred delight, With love among all odds And transparency among every refle… With death above usual peace,
Life is a maze and death Is the way out.