The exasperated sigh of a father is not like other...
His disappointment hits me like a jo...
I have tied my past to my ankles.
Birthed from a frail mother...
To be loved is her greatest wish of all
A heart full of desire to hurt no more...
Thousands of hours over many years
we have planned and plotted our journey...
You remained a virgin until you were Twenty-two
when you were much younger seems the producers...
She's walking into smoke
again and her mind swirls...
To float with my bruises
like lanterns in the starry night...
If I asked, would you breakaway with me?
To a place for two in foriegn lands...
A mysterious lady I have become;
for I have located myself within...
Hook me to your day,
clip me in a key chain...
There is a women who
Lingers in thoughtless...
If I were to be a Sonnet, per say
the moon would guide a path of silver...