I always Knew she Was going To be hot But not
Give me love O you, as sacred heart Are hard to trust. Plunge my bones With humor
poetry in my bones, just a little plenty in my bones, it burns and burns even when i try cleanse away creativity in my bones, i have love for other things;
As hours goes by Dawn after dawn Season after seasons And tears mapping face, I’m still fading.
You would Notice I Always Use I Before you,
Words cannot say How long i would love to live Words be dear not to say How much i would rather live to fi… Words better not say
They are roaring And ready To go but My shoe Laces are still
It’s better to just write it The funny times when Jokes Don’t make you laugh When you laugh in hurt Smile in pain
Goodbye You! Goodbye to the willow-land and the… Where all the tears, emotions, bre… And deep fears are all shared. Goodbye to the weary-trees, the la…
I have written More love Poems than A conductor Would ever
I am doing Good For just A bedroom Writer
What more can you ask for? A momentum memorial of my art you… Or a possibility of the future of… Through my words you will ever rem… I will leave the lake and the seas…
I read a lot of Bukwoski Drunk And spitting words on Paper, And a little of Oliver
A destiny must do nothing but wand… In doubt of ones approval and jot, All that one as done and most of What one are yet to do; And surely stride will be exposed…
This should not be stilled, The rat and the fox should not be… The wind should not stop blowing Hearts should never be stopped bre… But doc philip needs to stop swear…
