Dark and hidden
Bright and clear...
so, here i am once more
alone...
Night, at the beachfront.
Against the wave, we both dived...
So you like to cry
Well welcome to the club...
In front of the mirror, I stood still.
In an all black dress, I succumbed against my...
I dig
I dig...
Pain
Hate...
Your no brother of mine
I really don’t care...
So that sounds like it sucks…
Yeah dyings no joke...
Miranda’s Window
I believe Miranda closed the window...
my poems have numbers
numbers as titles...
The butterfly glows as luminescent blood
as it stretches it massive wingspan...