You are a chiseled masterpiece in a phantom time,
Your lines bear proof of a forbidden love...
At the end of falling raindrops that mingled with...
At the end of each every rainfall lies a mystical...
I spent half a life not being able to breathe,
never feeling that I could ever be free...
I can't stay the favourite girl in solitary...
becoming the piece of creation you had beyond a...
This perfect plank once robust
Now jarrah turned to sawdust...
Guns at the ready
Getting prepared to fire...
discarded condoms
on streets use to be the worst...
Who doesn't want to be Happy?
We all seek Happiness...
Reading books about George
along with being the first...
When you were no more than a thought,
You were simply just than an egg...
I hear America singing, the varied carols I hear
Tales of joy ringing off the rooftops...
Each of us has a flame so bright
And we each have a choice...