Walking around together, I hope we walk the same. Darkness will come, in this dream and weather. This city, Is where I’ll
I thought you would be kinder. In my dream, I watched you sleep, Dreaming of me where I lived; You watched me
On her way back from dance practice, K comes across a recently made friend, S, “Hi, what have you been up to?”
What does it even mean? It’s a thing you say just to keep them quiet. It’s the thing you do to curb
A monochrome manifestation of blood and blues, orange and yellows, curves and subtle triangles. What can you love in times like these?
In my days, The modest mind isn’t a mind; It isn’t one sought for words; It isn’t one with thoughts extolled. In
We see you Every breaking day With the pulse Of a torn heart; beating on. Every aching day With the neurons Of
Oh for man’s own land I lament. These few months, these last days Watching how blatantly we devour the earth; How to
I am not a dying star dear friend, I am already gone. Still going; Moved on from your gracious sight; Tell them;
Dusty sky, I lost heaven’s glance. Sinner boy, You stole merry’s smile. I was simple and kind, Feathers for heart, Mother and
Photographs and painting outs; Musics and writing downs; All these arts that I am; From the sounds of my heart; To the
Heavy autumn clouds. Rising flower sprouts. Before the rain comes and before the lands flower and awe; The bonds that we share might
The sun was on your face and you glowed in return. You took a photograph and they were hid; all your hurt.
She was mine before another’s. And another’s before mine. She was mine before another’s; She was another’s before mine. . My heart
To speak of lost friends, To speak of lost laughs and broken promises and lost truths. That I love you, that I
Once upon a time when I lived, When there was you, me and catastrophe, When you sought my surrender, When I kept rebel, When you made