Do you see her?
Sitting in her corner...
2014-02-02 02:07 AM
I hated how you'd always...
In summer memories,
You are like dripping honey...
I.
Whispers of light grazed the cracks...
You would get so tickled
When you got so pickled...
Rest in peace, my most prized possession
It shall remain in pieces...
Sometimes....
just like any other time...
What do I really feel?
I say one thing and mean another...
We're all stuck on the one person that treats us...
All I ever asked, was for a little portion of...
you know that glass of milk in the counter top...
Mary rocks herself to sleep again
Ya know she is so scared of the first light...
The rivers flow just as the words I write flow...
Each time changing its self and all that it show...