The days stretch so long,
sky hot and burning...
If only they knew
She was the pride of her parents...
Bird girl
huddles by the gates...
"by gee! you make that look easy, fella"
and i just rolled out a goofy grin, all glad...
Your colours don't represent your feelings for...
They merely resemble the opposite...
Howling stomachs
Vacant and bare...
Feeling like Iam walking on a marsh
People stare but they don't touch...
Chicago streets litter themselves
with sequins and vintage gin...
~Charlotte
He has a mystic beauty about him...
Nights draped in sin
Mistaking lust for love...
Baby hold open
your hand for me...
Air is heavy when you're sober,
a weighted nothing breaks your pride...