Down the road lays a never
Ending chaotic destructive path...
My Pikin is light,
with curiosity...
We flirted
yesterday...
Many people see me as six feet tall.
Compared to stars I am really quite small...
Your heart; cold as ice
Your skin is hot like the sun...
Some things fly at me with a lonely force,
and I don't know how to react other than...
The pup of Peanut, Butter is her name.
I did not raise her, she loves me the same...
I've lost myself,
within all that I found...
Perhaps it was
the manner in which...
Like wet cement carrying an impression;
my footprints still linger from...
The image of a lighthouse in an eerie peace
of blue water looking cold even when it's warm...
You say songs sung in the snow
strip the heartstrings bare...