Well I guess I'm going to pride this year!
Because my daughter wants me there...
As I descend towards a fatal thrall
The landscape plots and twists in my demise...
Penalty shoot outs
turned grown men into instant...
Our days are numbered
As our time unwinds...
living in my mirror, is a different version of me
today’s fellow, who does not quit measure up to...
How do I say goodbye to the eyes of beauty?
To touch a person's life...
In ten years, I hope to know
where my dreams come from...
With life you're given one long rope
Which becomes our line to live and hope...
I throw a coin into a well
High in the air and then it fell...
Each of us has a flame so bright
And we each have a choice...
Oh poetry, my old friend
It seems as if...
I feel somewhere I lost my passion,
That something inside was gone...