Gun,
I'd die...
I liked to blame others
Because we aren't supposed to be the villain in...
Blankets on the floor,
tongue lolling out -- is this what...
When it's
too much like...
Most of the time
That feeling in your gut...
The clouds part
and all I see is...
You are two.
Yes...
A hint of sunlight teases my hollow eyes;
for a few minutes, I am ok, content...
Homesickness is hard to describe
It leaves a burning, empty feeling inside...
Night;
what's another crime...
You wear your heart on your sleeve,
for all the world to see...
Running as fast as I can
Letting my finger tips touch the sky...