(2015)
You would Notice I Always Use I Before you,
Love will have no manners Or conciousness to rebuke for, Because nothing dire will decend When eyes finds an obssession to f… Will it walk on rail and loose tra…
I cry blood I cry a very dark red blood I cry I cry to read along the lines I Cry a meaningless tear sometime…
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
As may that it is, even though you… Philanderer, Or a disheveled, ruffian, but I c… With the hoard Shouting in loud bars, even though…
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,
When you are wealthy: Many shall be your friends and Few shall be your fans and; All will be your death.
Most of them Lives here But as a Visitor I Lecture them
Is life meant to be? Is love meant to stick? Is death meant kill? What chapter do you call this? In this chapter, I have wept for…
They lived and seed in light and d… Forsooth the great wall demise the… Oh no! the casts and judges are p… Although the reaction to the dark… The visual of their face goes blan…
What horror have the earthly natur… How amuse are the fetish majors or… Mostly are the fault of the epipha… painted walls of idiocy and tears… I will be cautious to fetch the ro…
I think mostly When there Is no ink No pen Or when my
I will not Pretend to Read long books Because of My little
How will thine love as handful, is it as hate would make a flare? Heart would be burned into dark as… But some will bare to inhale The smell.
I read a lot of Bukwoski Drunk And spitting words on Paper, And a little of Oliver