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 don’t have to be in distress t… Just like you don’t have to breath… You don’t have to be tall to leap You certainly don’t have to be sho… You don’t have to be loud to sing
I have walked with people Who are well pamperd And well spoken enough to be Their own god.
I know Something That could Do the Trick
I am done losing my sense to tired… Bidding my streak with holliness, Conversing to the dawn in nakednes… Muting my ever so gracious talent In every nightfall,
I have love life The same eversince: I have love the hard Spent days when money shows no favour,
Play me a love music Shut all the blinds And I will write the world for yo…
You should see the sketch of sorro… You should see the pain written in… You should try to dig what is hidd… Can you not see how her eyes are t… When her brows flinches up and dow…
Oh God What would Do Without My hands,
This should not be stilled, The rat and the fox should not be… The wind should not stop blowing Hearts should never be stopped bre… But doc philip needs to stop swear…
You don’t need Grades To do this Everyone does it And it
My favorite Kind of people Are poets, Writers But I respect
May so be it Life will be it Love will also be it Music will sing it Rituals will be a part of it
How deep Can love Swim Or How
They don’t Surprise me They live in a Different world Different city
