A promise is like a piece of rope,
Alone the strands are week...
I am the teabag you so crave,
my brand appealing to your taste buds...
You cage the moon in your veins
whenever it is that side of midnight...
Come take a look at my
deep wound; freshly cut...
I am going to bed tonight
with a heart full of smiles...
I feel like I was born into this.
I write therefore I am...
My brushes moved in patterns
of colorless strokes against the...
The spirit of angels
grace the heavens...
I thought the rippled
effects of my voice...
When I run along the shore,
I meditate about life and more...
I've lit it a thousand times
yet your candle still couldn't dance...
You are German Chocolate
yet I am...