People do say alot of hurtful things
lettin' alone those acts they be playin...
There at the feet of that mountain ye'll see
a man carryin' two buckets towards a tree...
I lay on my back thinkin' at the stars
why i had to fight that many a wars...
-As i waved to the magpie, third one this month.
can't help but wonder, as yet again, i shudder...
...
No, ...
-She would dye her hair a different colour like...
-The bag that sat on her lap had countless key...
The sunset paints my feelings
While the sky reflection represent my inner self...
It's only I, be blamed
Once I told myself I could do it...
Waltzing copper leaves stir
whimsical notions of...
How then, I ask you.
How then can a simple, sinful, 100% human heart...
Captivated by your smile
I wonder how you hide the pain...
A heart and a bubble
Both are in trouble...