Words cannot say
How long i would love to live
Words be dear not to say
How much i would rather live to fi
Words better not say

I still have
Enough fuel
To fill my
Thoughts
Because

I could read her sight for countle
I could gasp her breath in every f
I could make my heart a bargain
For her to freely blend,
Because in her smile angels sings,

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

You don’t have to bleed to
Satisfy them all
Just throw them a bone
And watch them bring it back.

Play me a love music
Shut all the blinds
And I will write the world for yo

I Am not a drinker
If not I would have claimed that
Bottles help me write.

A very good piece,
Writing a good poetry is like maki
Or trying to get to sleep as a kid
Or hearing an ice cream truck and
There is no certainty that you wou

Word me a river
& Fetch me strengths
Move me nearer
And let us faint

Oh how marvellous
It is to
Write and drink
Your guts out,
How scary