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

Never give up on love, Though I’ve died a thousand times Just waiting. And I’ve hoped in the rain. So many times

There’s so much blood in blood cou… As there are stones in my heart When I hear your name. The winged-pig can fly daily Once I’ve let myself remember

I am a plummeting plane. I see the clouds go past, And I close my eyes, sometimes, But I still feel where I’m going. Sometimes, I feel that

I woke at 3 a.m., And I was scared. I thought I’d never be tired agai… But then I remembered the morning And all the joy it brings.

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.

Love is the sickness. Love is the cure.

She has the piece that holds it al… What was revealed to her came slow… When it all comes together, it’s l… When it all falls apart, it’s dead… One little lie can tear a family a…

In my house, You don’t ask questions. The whispers from mom and dad Signal you to a hiding place. In my house,

I feel so lonely. I want to die. Feeling like the only one on earth… My laughter is a lie. Laugh on, laugh on.

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.

Sam said, “Get over it.” As if I could Just climb a tree. Sam said,

Flurries in India: Nothing’s impossible If life is a string Pulling me along.

It’s over. It’s okay. The parting is such sorrow And relief. It hurts like a crushing force,