There’s life whithin these fingers There’s love whithin these palms There’s hate whithin those memorie… But they’re all left behind. There’s mind within this body

there’s a love story in the world… it’s in a specific book i knew i read it so many times iv left it behind id like to go back

and when you’re mad at me I get nauseas. The air stimulates it, food, whatever is brought to my face gets me sick.The opposite of butterflies in the tummy. It’s an intense feeling.You ...

Why do I live? Live to only perish once. Live to putrefy within dust. I live each day in..., each day out.

Lover, father, sister, brother, mo… Every single one. All in, out none. That is what you are. I have been listening to the stars…

I pour my heart, soul and bare fl… I never learn do I. My glass is almost empty. There’s but little for anyone else… Just when I fear they’ve drank it…

The notes flow out of his fingerti… The piano compliments his lips. His voice travels upon the athmosp… The solemn song it delivers disapp… Deep into the hearts of many.

You cannot intimidate me my sister… I carry you in my blood. I cannot hate you either. You reside from my heart. Your eyes are mine and so is your…

Petrified to disabuse her of her f… Those ones she often associates S… Her belief in me is far more super… She hugs me with arms of love and… My heart beats fast as I stutter…

This sick memory, that sick memory. All of this dirt Wash me clean. I am filthy.

I live without waiting. I am impatient to not just exist. Even a canvas can hold a great sto… Run wild in the streets of this to… Listening to the songs of the bird…

We say all that life can do is tak… have we really assessed ourselves… See we blame society for whats wro… Do we see what we are doing wrong… We live and have opportunity,