I was hoping you'd forgive me
break the razor for which i thrive...

-Yes I know its long but as the title states its...
Your scent is intoxicating, intimidating at best...

Did you know that i love you?
I didn't for a long time...

The candle is bleeding
Slowly falling down...

A poet drowned in words with which the soul will...
Will make him once again sing another miswritten...

Despite this gaping hole inside,
i feel the stitches healing...

Embarrassed to write these words
but i just cant help it...

There like the clock, you can count
One cut two cut three cut four...

It’s funny how the time will pass
Yet can go by so slow...

I spoke the words but never gave a thought
To what they could mean...

I’m tired of feeling sorry for myself
I guess my life can’t be that bad...

Your name is a silent whisper
On a precious bottle of wine...