With dust of the earth we were created,
And with dust of the earth we shall return...
I reside on the other side of darkness,
where she rests her head amongst dying...
To share the same feelings with another
as if sharing the same vein, attached...
Poetry is the food of the soul,
A message from the subconscious...
As breathless curtains stir
to melodies of the singing tree...
Sometimes,
life closes on people...
May I fall into you?
Tumble past greetings...
Sometimes as poets,
we bury ourselves...
I'm not crazy. I'm just broken and hazy on whats...
nanananananananananana...
I've always wonder - it has always been
a part of me, wondering that is. About...
The sun fell through
the wires of a dream catcher...
Ladies and gentlemen I welcome you to my show,
please take a seat and enjoy your very own back...