The footprints are still there
The ones you left on my chest...

The smoke settles at the tip of your tongue
those lips, a flamboyant fire...

Anthem of a Broken Heart
Collab w/ Steve Flash...

"religion isn't a belief, it's a way of...
A homeless man sleeps on a park bench in the city...

Looking up at the world around
Robin's egg blue turns to dull gray...

Her eyes exhibit a cinnamon brown glimmer
With sleek raspberry hair to compliment...

What pleasant weather the day has bestoyed
A smooth breeze trickles up my spine...