We go from Dust to Dust Bones to Bones Cleared by air Bitten By Termites Sulked by rain
I stumble, I stand, I sit and I… Every-time i think about your soft… And the smirks on your face Whenever you are bored, scared or… Sometimes i glaze through the glas…
Close your eyes What do you see? Light Or darkness They are as bad as Each other, too
I am doing Good For just A bedroom Writer
Oh God What would Do Without My hands,
Culprit are tend to be Visible when a craft Is alarmed. A trigger can become Hostile while depending
Don’t fret As long as you are still breathing My words will never be short of br…
I breath through Sheets of everlasting words.
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
May so be it Life will be it Love will also be it Music will sing it Rituals will be a part of it
I have love life The same eversince: I have love the hard Spent days when money shows no favour,
glazing mortar, maze in order, the rate of those reluctant covers the least occupant, laziness takes over the other work… but with your might and focus,
We’d hope to say what they meant As we have seen them come and go Sprouting the heart of the lonely… Cruising the bell and towing the l… They’ve pour their wisdom, fears,…
I read a lot of Bukwoski Drunk And spitting words on Paper, And a little of Oliver
I have walked with people Who are well pamperd And well spoken enough to be Their own god.
