His lonely eyes only see things
in shades of blue grey...
The Rhyme scheme and syllable count have important...
Rhyme And Flow...
Held tightly
smashed against the wall...
Sometimes I feel uneasy
just as I rest my tired head...
Break my heart,
Hope to die...
Black and White Photographs
Look at her smile...
Dark-
so dark and cold...
Upon the chords of dissonance,
Where all that exists is mere ignorance...
My Memories
By ¡Britt! and Simon Hayes...
Please tell me you're okay
Because i know that somethings wrong...
Everything. . .
I’m lying here...
The ponce:
Pretentious manner...