Children chant "lions, tigers, and bears. Oh my!" not even realizing the true scare is mankind.

What inspires me to produces my work?
It's from being hurt, sad, lonely, and confused
That's why I write...I suspect suicide is for those who can't

Women are the voice of rational thought.

We all have to grow, and sometimes that growth means growing apart...

We bury our history and move on

All hands bury the dead.

Everyone knows a mike. =)

The more I learn, the more I out grew this civilized manor

The more understanding gained, The more I became a barbarian.

If you were to break I too would be lost

We did not fall out of love... We just exhausted the possibility.