Its a shame to lose a lover
But worse to lose a friend...

His eyes met mine so many times
From a seat so far away...

Autumn leaves create a dress,
Winters twigs a cot...

Dried tears paste her cheeks.
She breathes deeply and slowly then...

(About the frustration of trying to write...
Alone in her room, radio blaring, she sits and...

Love is a ride to the country,
A walk in the park with a friend...

As life scrapes our souls up from the pavement of...
And entraps us in his cage of depression...

Blue is the cold,
the breeze...

Watching the dew form,
on the damp misty leaf...

A drip in a spiders web,
An orb of sparkles shaking...

(Pretty random, I warned you)
Burninating the country side...

The car lights slashed through the darkness. The...
A young boy of about eight crouched behind those...