I dislike nothing more than Philosophy. How lazy.
Flurries in India: Nothing’s impossible If life is a string Pulling me along.
In the darkest night, A flower will grow.
I’m falling apart beneath my smile… I grapple blindly for a rope To save myself from rising waters. I come up, lungs full of despair, And my parents cover my mouth
Dancing inside makes me sing. Music turns winter into spring. Dancing inside lights up my world. Lyrics give me wings like birds. Dancing inside all the time.
Like Augustus, I fear oblivion When I should pass.
How can somebody Who loves to explore Be so afraid to leave?
She looked like innocence And felt like sin And died like grace And fell like a bird And fell like a bird
Twigs on fire Never linger, never flit. Their emotions stand dire To the situation that cannot be sp… Twigs on fire never see.
Farewell to friends, The kind that push. The word constantly bends. I live a life of isolation. While others play in their bubble…
You were the devil. I knew it before you did; And I was St. Mary With clouds trailing behind me. I gave you my virtue
The blur of lighted cars Flying in a flurry down The highway at night Soothes me in the Most unorthodox way.
I sing of a new carol Which starts silly giggles As a speeding blue carriage Runs merrily through the dark.
Smile your baby smile and please l… I know I love you, but haven’t yo… Twinkle and shine and don’t ever c… You warm me like a fox in a fox’s… Light of my life and you gave me t…
Can you hear it? It is the cry of the poor. Their howling curls inside of my h… It pains me as if I were one of t… But, I am.
