behind a smiling
Entrepreneur lay in wait...
some days, my bladder is like
a food garbage disposal unit...
The moon is in a foul mood this night,
so much so the clouds have intervened...
The Bermuda Triangle
Planes get lost there all day long...
Born of the future,
Mind of the past...
A Shattering Shrill sound calls;
Touching the trills of the heart...
Sweet as sugar, strong as spice,
You hurt me once, I fool you twice...
To some they are a novelty,
To others they are a toy...
Can you hear me now?...
when a tree falls it makes no sound...
All the people bleed together, the stars burn out...
As I burn out the stars, living down every life...
Reflection,
say it all to me...
So sad?
Is it...