It might be shit But that’s your own shit And it might be a hit From the park, And that will pose to be
You have read all About me but All I know about you is beauty.
I pride myself in the midst of pain, pleasure Brain and honesty.
Nothing is worth writing About until something Is worth reading a…
Play me a love music Shut all the blinds And I will write the world for yo…
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.
My thoughts are All outlined with white Colour You don’t need to Worry; they are
It is just Another day But with different Fish back to The same old sea.
Hunger for silence Voice cracked whistles blown Cattles lost Ego’s bruised
For life will fairly drench and We will with no option but famousl…
What heart would whisper another Sense will hardly learn; and Wandering mind could cluster Indefinite at dark forests in angu… Of sight and vicious earthly being…
I Am not a drinker If not I would have claimed that Bottles help me write.
Read as light becomes brighter Dance like hell will never succeed Laugh as life becomes a feather Walk like pride will be dear to up… Stroll in your own certain majesty
Culprit are tend to be Visible when a craft Is alarmed. A trigger can become Hostile while depending
I do not blend in with crowds but with might i could desperately… In a pub filled with crowds; this… and in a rave filled with parks; t… but in an open space with one and…