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in my canvas boots i stay kicking dirt all over this land. lay down with me on the grass touched with the tears of the morning mist. you will he..

I am a ghost. That chill up your spine. A glimpse of me, out of the corner of your squinting eye, of me "back then". this is no..

one morning you will wake up reaching for me. i will be unreachable, like a star in the night sky. in a crowd of people you will call out my name...

Keep f*****g questioning, "your reality", that you've been planning since your first words. Coddled by your hopeful mother, artistic ..

Selfish acts have brought down upon you weights that can never be lifted. Doubt and unforgiveness lyes up top your head like a thunderstorm on su..

sweet and wicked innocent smile I gaze at you with the eyes of a Disney Princess searching for Prince Charming of the moment that always rears..

deafening rain wash away my sins from the night prior when i was a sexpot maniac thatruled the bedroom without looking back or forward to the ne..

I poisened myself, through you. A green bottled sexual elixer I sent to you out of my sheer curiosity of the story behind those eyes I'd been ga..

Lying in bed alone again. Alone is kind of my thing. It's something I've perfected throughout my years. It's like riding a bike for me. Sometime..