I am doing Good For just A bedroom Writer
They are not bragging Or that many I could easily fish them out For now.
A drunk man once asked me Do you write? And I was like yeah I can put words together, He looked at the cup he was holdin…
I know Something That could Do the Trick
You don’t have to bleed to Satisfy them all Just throw them a bone And watch them bring it back.
Art of loving is a complicated Ar… it must not be too Abundant or too… and Moderation is an hard option t…
Nothing is worth writing About until something Is worth reading a…
Well i am stucked Here and I am Not the wisest I should have cut Loose before now.
Take a look at the road where we a… My future, your future, our future When the time comes How will we all contain in our own… How will the world see our own shi…
I have walked with people Who are well pamperd And well spoken enough to be Their own god.
I don’t try too hard They can’t help Enough but loosen Their shacks and Jump down from their
How i hate your dark crooked bows, The lynch of your exceeding notes Buried in your solemn voice, The way you twinkle like a white f… And the pace that you race
now i can see life better now i know the difference between life and death and now i know life is nothing but a box of cereals.
if you don’t want to do anything but reading, read loud if you don’t want to read and maybe all you want is to eat, eat now,
Why are they dressed in red and wh… A black long fur facing towards th… A gold button parting the blood an… Misery of their own existence, and… To please; they are slow nature of…