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...
Endless words,
dipped in religious colors...
Remember that roof at the top of the hill
where the silence grew thick...
A hundred times my words
have changed but my voice...
When words like warm blood smoothly flow
Within the insides of poetic frame...
Silence enfolded my heart
as your mysterious request for forgiveness...
There's a thought in me
that is like a bird...
There once was a witch, who awoke every day, the...
And the first object she laid her eyes on was the...
You're like everyone else.
you get fooled by good words...
A long day
Begins the same as others...