By Stanley Collymore If I didn’t know better, and with a quite brilliant intelligence to realistically prove it, I could perhaps just as easily as ma…

SMILINGLY, out of my pain, I have woven a little song; You may take it away with you. I shall not sing it again, But when you have learned it throu…

When I am only I, The secret battle—ground Of world and will, wherein Self is so strictly bound, Then am I condemned;

Like the fern which is seedless but doesn’t lack seeds the universe (that cannot be named… is meaningless

Great, learned, witty Ben, be ple… The world with that three-forked f… All us, thy sublearned, with lucif… That thou art most great, most lea… Of all the kingdom, nay of all the…

I would want to Though it’s impossible Hey l am about to Lose it I cannot pretend

Here they come and there they go They keep just flying by Another born, seen others grow Joyous but some that make you cry Wake up, face it, make the climb

A darkness wobbles the thick air, The skin boots help her sleep. Behind the light of a kind face, Subjected to her secrecy. The North—Western Pines —

She did me wrong. I held on for to long. she treated me like a toy. I looked over it with joy. she was really worried.

There’s a war in my world, full of open doors, and depending how your mind functions an open door could mean two things, “loopholes” or “multiple opportunities” kind of like right and l...

People walk Down the streets, Seeming happy As can be, Or maybe sad,

A Broken Tomorrow As I slowly lay my head to rest, The moonlight glow falls softly on… Staring into days gone by, Your silver gray shadow silence my…

Faith can only move mountains by ignoring mountains of evidence Like most people who’ve lost their… I’ve retained my ability to ignore mountains of evidence

The girl is beautiful with her str… Her tanned skin and the pen in han… She sits at the kitchen table with… Falling on her very weakly but eno… She is always so serious when she…

I have so many things that I coul… anything that happens bad to someo… so what happens when your actually… xoxo-lauryn

You may think, passer-by, that Fa… Is a pit-fall outside of yourself, Around which you may walk by the u… And wisdom. Thus you believe, viewing the live…

Round and round and round they go. I’m dizy only watching. Round and round and round they go.

DEAREST, this one day we own, Stolen from the crowd and press, Let it be sweet silence’s. We two, heart in heart, alone; Any speech were less.

It cannot be. Where is that migh… Which just now took up all my hear… Lord, if thou must needs use thy d… Save that, and me; or sin for both… The grosser world stand to thy wor…

The new-born child of gospel grace… Like some fair tree when summer’s… Beneath Emmanuel’s shining face Lifts up his blooming branch on hi… No fears he feels, he sees no foes…

So you complain with much disdain That actors have it all? The ones who bitch that we’re too… Those same ones we enthral. Why do you care ‘bout what I wear

Sing a little, play a little, Laugh a little; for Life is so extremely brittle, Who would think of more? Every long-laid project shatters,

Here the wind is cold and fast. I’m wishing for the summer time. Been living in the darkness, and n… Maybe this year my dreams will rea… Maybe this time my mind won’t fry.

I walk along the shady path The ghosts of yesterday around me I see the remains of what we had Then bow my head in sorrow It is to late