The leaves turn,
And they fall...

Let me take your hand
Take you down the withered path...

I may be as only one tiny spec of sand in the sea,
But surely, I do believe, there is no other like...

Shoved aside,
And pushed back...

This poem isn't mine I would like to clear that...
He is a god in my eyes...

A icy blue stare
Cold...

If the world thinks its wrong to love you
F**k the world and all the people in it...

Im sort of surprised
I picked up the pen...

Ill lose it again
Remember when...

Bad times come and bad times go,
But one thing that well never know...

Anger swells in a golden-blue gaze
A slice on her face...

Refusing to use the gift of thought is
Most treacherous for the heart...