I used to write a lot, A lot, mind you, I loved it! I could write what my mind could n… for what these eyes could touch..
Times of perfection smoke, cigars and liquor ..... railways.. Beauty in a Time-glass better mak… Marylin’s all dressed up dancing t…
A new day A new light... Sadness fades in time And you get used to it A new September, another Spring
Many Afar. Many adieu.. To true the days.. Within momentum. With sheer vastness.. Without an…
xxxxxxxxxxxx If I were a boy I’d have it easy My heart would not control my mind… Pass my Time
Lift your head up Pick your self up through this fig… we’ll fake it till we feel it Till we make it out alive. Keep your stand
On my balconey At night With the stars as usual ... Beautiful and unaware Shining and still
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Young and I trusted, knowingly fine with my rapture
There she was this girl.. running with herself From her perfect world... ..Don’t let me go back there again… Its a cold world! If you only kne…
She lived in a snow globe. Beautiful and Bare, .. Soft lace and silver ribbons… ... Dancing in the snow; her flair… Everyday glazing past her glass wi…
I don’t look at the sky.. I get lost in it. I don’t listen to songs.. I encounter the lyrics. I don’t search for meaning
Abstraction. Perception. Deception and Eyes that told me I looked Lovely for a while.. Acception. Committed.
The thing that annoys me most is, how I try to cover up the realness of colorless mediocre – oh how I ..try to paint a picture, a beautiful one for you.. so your eyes can be soft..and n...
I walked with the sun.. striding.. Blood on my hands.. drenched through my clothes... leaving a trace of scarlet across…
