When the boy was little he would think of evil...
(hey...yesterday I've written a new song...)
I look at the clock, it's midnight...
One two three
ready or not- here i come...
As you sit on the coast line watching the waves...
~rite now I'm in the prossess of deleting stuff...
So ill just jump off his back...
This sun shine
it's been put out again...
Looking through the window,
Upon a teary scene...
Note--This poem is meant to be read through very...
On the shoals...
Tempting whispers through the night,
Captivating darkness is all in sight...
(This isn't only a poem it's a song)
You spread out your black wings...
I spread my wings and learn to fly
I take a fall but soon i will rise high...
I unfold thy wings
Exposing my strength...