The breaking and cracking womb of my stillness,
with the white clouds of invisible shadows...

Throwing it away the thousand of troy
tanya my jill, my heart , the boytoy...

Who am I fooling this daily attention,
Like a child I'm feeling, those looking too many...

So on that cheap sunny day, all happy and...
Pearls of the body-beechees...

Random colours sparkling about
missing kisses of love, not thirst...

In between stuck in the mingling of hearts,
Girls around here and there tearing us apart...

Here I sit slowly wishing for my death to come,
Cul-de-sac...

you wana fight, dont coward
like a flower...

I miss you Danielle,
I will never forget you...

So Mr.-solid-as-a-rock
I'm pretty sure you have hit your final mark...

Moving along, steadily, as I waste each day it...
So shall I blunt it out once again so I can drip...

still breathing, stillness to the daily sun,
people, look at your youth fixated on unborn bun...