You call it an outlet, an art expression,
an extension of being, a process of becoming...
~~*~~
The beauty that captured your eyes...
Rest your weary mind now
Allow everything to go...
I’m being pulled in two different directions
Trying to match up to two different sets of...
the witnesses
said that the crash...
We never liked each other,
but yet, considered as brothers...
I bluster
with what...
Show me an old man...
Insanity used to be a friend of mine
But he stood up and went to wars...
But Earth has not anything .......
or anyone...
There are things rich people
cannot understand...
I roll awake
my body reminds me...