When you taste your own sweet tear… Know I’ll be there. When the night becomes a friend, Know

Mark, I miss you, And I love you. Each day is lost Without you.

I dislike nothing more than Philosophy. How lazy.

Shambles: They hold my life together. I’m shredded into slices, Trying to hold it whole, And I wonder if anyone

Winter is getting worse. Is there no justice In my punishment Brought about by my peers? I yearn to burrow in warm dirt

Not as ardent as before. I’m tired. Slowing down, A tail growing heavier and longer With each day.

I was born of the Virgin Mary, Given life to rid earth of evil. Blood on my hands, Dirt on my hands, I’m akin with Christ Himself.

So stealthily I lead: Touching green, Seeing rocks below me. I’m gulping pride Because I know life is

He thinks I’m pretty And maybe too witty, That I was worth the fight. He claimed he’s so glad. I’m the best he’s ever had.

You are the best thing Because things like that do not co… You are my moon and sun Because you make my days real. You are my best friend,

It’s like waking up from your best… To find that it’s all gone. When you love someone who isn’t re… And you say, “I’m done.” It’s like swimming in Heaven,

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…

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

The grass was dewy. You carried me on your back. I could feel your heartbeat Through your shirt. I wanted you to be mine,

A tree fell in the park last night… I didn’t hear it go. The innards smelled of peppermint, And I felt the crumbling dirt Turn into ash in my hand.