This could be one of the saddest realties I've...
or the purest form of truth I've ever known...
Forever we ain't meant to live, that's the harsh...
Like any other things that perish...
The poet in me has died
I scratch around in the recess of my mind...
As the Autumn wind changes its path,
In between drops of angel crystals...
She tells me, that people have been telling her
that I'm queer. says "Yo no creo que Dios me...
{Every day I get home from all the places I've got...
I eat something from a can that isn't very good...
It was the last thing,
that belonged to her...
In summer time it came so easy
But now we're standing in the rain...
You claim the world sits in your locker,
to wait on your desires...
Remember me?
Some girl you've played with...
Holding back mud puddles in her eyes,
She looks up for answers, reasons...
Dandelion puffs scatter
through the air of...