I'ad quit this habbit of scribblin
n instead i took up quibblin...

Global warmin?
darnd liars...

Take my love, take my land,
put me wherever u want...

Miles and miles
of dry cold sands...

The breeze felt heavier than usual
it's been long since he'd been here...

From a little girls diary:
my daddy has a blue car...

Wat the old tree told the young man:
these fields wer alive once...

It's been so long
alone in this room...

A sleepless night
passed quite quietly...