What is a happy home, and how is it defined?
I don't think it's the same as the image that I've...
( ramblings, its not really a poem or anything...
sometimes I wonder why I write...
I do not wear white anymore.
The wealth of the rainbows combined...
You say i'm cute,
But i know you lie...
The lines I draw say more than words I say
The eyes speak the truth and are revealing...
Why do you try and open me up?
Can't you see that I'm a locket...
He tears me up, he breaks me down
A million pieces on the ground...
Jump over the moon, dig out bloody axe
self- destruct, inner voice, cryptic tone...
She's finally over the past,
only good things last...
It's now four solid weeks of mortars and tanks.
Trees at our back as to fortify our flanks...
There is always two sides
To every street...
Why do men think they are so smart?
If lying was clever they would make it an art...