For you to be reading this At this exact time Is not an honor It was meant to be.
O God no Not this song again Not this same old melody Which bores me like forever On the road, pub, shops
These are the real Poets/writers The ones with glasses and Always taking pictures In black/white
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…
I do not blend in with crowds but with might i could desperately… In a pub filled with crowds; this… and in a rave filled with parks; t… but in an open space with one and…
If you ever thought of a girl perhaps wasted anytime with someon… Or no one. If you ever walk with loud manly Conversation with your friend
A small piece of metal With a shinning light, Visible yet warmth, Seek the dark smoke As it breaths
To love is to risk lonliness To die is to risk life To seek is to risk lost To breath is to risk hope To feel is to risk numbness
This could Be Magic Only if You
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 spread the sheet to my bed… Now that there is no more experien… Now there is no more poetry, and n… There is nothing new to write abou… Under the sun or far away from bey…
Let grieve become incompetent For all boat should sail on roads, And mountain should bow to every Origin of loyalty and success our Story impose, life is a canal and
Many could milk a cow or Learn how to milk a cow and Still obliterate to cluster the st… One take in milking a cow, Multiple could shoot a rifle in ev…
Is this it Is this love or desperation Is this how it feels to be dunked… Empty bowl My heart never really flutters
Now, have you seen? The black mane of a dark horse As it slithers and kiss the marble… Now the whore petticoat, cloaks an… On a starry night whispers its oat
