If flowers could cry, Would the water out-spilled Also drown them Like a sloshing grave of Wet mud?

With him, It’s like there were no scars. There are no sheepish looks No burning shame. There was no John

Let my joy be a promise To my future self Who is so beautiful Even if she isn’t pretty.

You ruined me. How could you? You’re my mother. You were supposed to be strong. Not me.

You know, I miss you both Like I miss my childhood blanket That I wonder idly about.

Am I incurable? It seems so. I’m an incorrigible invalid Of the heart.

I sing of a new carol Which starts silly giggles As a speeding blue carriage Runs merrily through the dark.

I wish I wish I wish I could swim in oblivion. Have a tummy full of pills.

Then he said, “I never said I was… Then I said, “I never asked you t… Then we kissed.

The wind Loves To boast of Fickle love, But my

I had no right To fall in love with you. All those times I promised you That I’d never fall in love again Were lies because I fell in love…

The stars belong to both the sun And the moon Just as my heart does belong to yo… You may not see me, but I’ll be there.