(2014)
poetry in my bones, just a little plenty in my bones, it burns and burns even when i try cleanse away creativity in my bones, i have love for other things;
why do you take years in craving what can’t last?, perhaps a little bit trust may be… that angry gravy eyes you stare wi… burst in horror!,
There are sweetness in his blazing… Admiration of kind mind that winds… So, why halt? when the symphony Of grasp still commence, I can see the shadow line of where
Everything Hurts Immediately you Decided To
Let me not seek before my faith is… When the buds are trimmed for love… Not for unusual traits or heart wr… And not for solidarity to beg or r… Some debt; which my heart will dec…
I have dreams that I have live And The ones I still live. I have appeased my childhood God, He is pleased. I have dreamt of peace
How deep Can love Swim Or How
Only one great lake will a man exc… A boat, a paddle and a widely dark View will go past and fairer luck If one sees far as view will freel…
Hunger for silence Voice cracked whistles blown Cattles lost Ego’s bruised
When in battle We know men But not fully, We know men that Folds up their sleeve
To the SS What do we call love? We would call love war Because our passions raw, We would call love friends,
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 can’t Afford Pride for Now Even if
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
A part Of my head Is hurting A part that Needs to