The day she walks down that isle...with roses at...
Every eye is upon her...what a special treat...
Gray skies, and tear drops- Our first thoughts of...
Tides rolling in, bringing death to our shore...
Christmas time is for games and fun,
For making cakes, and the odd bun...
Poetry Is...
Poetry is the creation of music that doesnt seem...
With this ring, here we stand,
Full of love, hand in hand...
My friends have been there
when i needed someone to care...
You're the only one I turn to..
When things get bad...
From kindergarten we were here, thinking of our...
To find our self within the crowd to distinguish...
After several endless, garish, drifting days
i still feel nothing. nothingness a lonely...
Finally its here,
The game is here at last...
-My Monster-
Out it came...
Happy Valentines Day, my love
I just wanted to let you know...