Knowlege is as powerful as death itself
It creates a permanent change to those that go...

The ways of man is but strange,
And life staggers by them...

I wish i could understand
and see all that i see...

No amount of words can best say your efforts...
Only your love and endurance best speaks...

Sometimes i wish i had the right words to say
But whats there to express...

Lucy
a hand-ful of skill...

Today i seem to miss you
And it feels like yesterday yet alot has changed...

Simplisty defines your colours, so fine they look
Stretch forth, let me see your beauty...

Life is neva something we decide, nomatter how...
Even then, what's their to control...

I say strike!
Strike i say...

Happiness is found by
All those...

A mere moment
simple as a smile, soon it fades away...