The roads are lit with street lamp haze
as traffic lights play coloured games...
I didn't choose this face I wear; I didn't choose...
I didn't choose existence nor my sex nor to be...
Give an inch, take a mile,
deceived by lowly banter...
The crescent dye eclipses barren tables. Starve to...
Won't believe in patterns tempting visions. Copper...
Save thyself,
its the most you can do...
Don't mistake me,
I love the feel of a warm fire crackling...
I sure didn't plan on my life turning out this...
I couldn't love her more
than I loved myself...
Poets see all these people watchers:
enforcers vigilantly censoring deviance...
Speak mirror!speak!
tell me of the old secrets...
Dark side began in doing things unseen
Yet frustration demand in commotion and...
Reality denies its consequence,
Against the instinct and correction...