Sticky gooey mess
sticking to my vest...
Hidden from the cruel common treachery
held in the deep dark side of the bright moon...
There stands that symbol of love
The blossoming dark bleeding rose...
Cut out the glass with your teeth
and keep the attraction clean...
Spring blowing through my hair
Rumble flowing from beneath me...
I walk around
To find nothing but a reflection...
My dreams run forever
With a hope so strong...
Poetry is away for me
to get away from the every buddy...
Priceless
Priceless beauty...
Your game is now,
Come out and play...
Using only a fraction of light
well begin to pursue the truth...
Many years I smiled & Lied,
Yowled in pain as each night I cried...