Violets are blue and roses are red
But what do you do when the flowers are dead...
Darkened depths of shadow
It is you I fear...
Pick-Up Line
By Mark Spencer...
It's not like I cannot see you
Everywhere I go...
Take the long silver dagger
Lay me on the ground...
Liquid darkness flows around
Twitching in the air...
I climbed the threadbare carpet stairs
To my messy bed...
Red is for each drop of blood
Of soldiers who have died...
Johnny Came Marching Home
By Mark Spencer...
The Neighbor
By Mark Spencer...
Father Time
By Mark Spencer...