Today is a sad day for my home city No more mustard being made here mores the pity ...
Donāt tred on the back of my palms with your souls, Allow the bleeding flesh to tear beneath our...
I comfort fears and bad dreams But I face my nightmares alone No matter how hard I look I see...
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Hollow mystery Quiet night in nature born Bang! Itās mornā again
The din of history...
Some say looks can deceive. Well maybe they were right. I wear a smile just to hide the pain...
Her head is always up in clouds so soft Tho she thinks shes on the ball That billowy nebula...
WHERE ARE THEY?
Work Satchel
Bedroom
Wifeās Auto Glove Compartment
Reading...
There are them that do the talking Who never can listen alot wrapped up in their own ...
I saw my own life go down the hill, I crash as I burn, and cry out loud. But no...
Poor forgotten rageddy man What a sorry life you live People passing every day Not a...
My friend fancied a linedancing class She didnāt feel like going alone So after I hummed...
Itās just a regulation.The thought revolved around her head once more as she got off the bus. Just a...
Everyone's lives revolve around them but there are some who have become Undone...
Should you debase, the structure in place, which seemingly lives here without a trace?
Or...
My memory isnāt very good Tisnāt sharp like used to be But then again I guess Its...
I walk amongst you I remain unseen I am the beggars breath The hopeless teen
I...
Gedesoned sentences cover my floor They are the forgotten The fallen The heroes of...