Reflecting windows.
Look past the mirror image...
Hell exists, though you don't see
it in a book or on tv...
On the first day of winter
me good mate sent to me...
I seek not clarity. Man's vicissitude follicles...
I may assay, quantify the extremities of today...
Locked Manacles
Residue of lies fill my lungs...
I feel deflated, like a birthday balloon
post party...
Note to self: I'm lost.
I can't remember the things...
You gotta keep believing in you...
When youre feeling so low, and dont know what to...
You will never know who I am
Though search you may and try you might...
Teachers teach, preachers preach
A star is just beyond our reach...
Fantasy Dreams
Come and join me my love...
-*Written for a Contest.*-
Based off of the word: iPod...