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It started with a note It always does The path that always forks To the left or to the right Do I go with lust or love? Where ..

It started with a gift. It always does This feeling that I get Some where between thankfulness And selfishness The two clash wi..

Hate being him That guy with no best No friend to call But who can i call? When my words are useless Uncomprehensible me My tongue so tied ..

U figure it out

On a note, I don't write about love I speak merely as a prophet Or maybe more as a calculator Go to him Fall for him again But don't say i d..

I stand in my garden Of black roses Surrounded by statues Of myself in different poses In one I stand in joy In one I bend in sorrow In one ..

My muse You shape-shifting tease Come and go as you may but know That I will always find you. Cello solo Aging painting Leafless Tree Te..

I have to decide But this feeling makes me woozy Like slow poison.

What is this feeling That sinks into my stomach And stirs it so?

“Oh brother, here are we now standing before a dragon door. Do we dare to open it and unleash what ever hell might lie beyond? If behind thi..