I've lost faith in
so many things...
There are ends to the distances
There are ends to all the roads...
I don't like money,
I hate it to the core...
Sometimes I'll flip sometimes I'll spin,
Sometimes I'll lose sometimes I'll win...
.....come to me,
let me protect you against light...
Blue heart
red lips...
Darkness sounds me
As I awake in a haze...
Secrets fall like rain showers
dangling under weeping willows...
It's not so late and yet I should be seeking...
I am not...
she said we need a revolution
and a red heart...
The look of defeat upon my daughter's face
was enough to make my inner slumbering...
My silence matches the
little vase by the window...