The love i had, for everything.. the love i loved...
Shedding all my depression, watching as it burns...

The secret writer, was destined to be found...
So a reward was set, to find the real one, said to...

I'm walking around, looking for a way, for me to...
I might write another yet, but I don't know yet...

Where does a tear start,
but only at the heart...

The pierce of his eyes, so luring and loving, I...

First he kisses my lips,
first the top lip, then the bottom...

Reaching out, hoping for help, crying so hard, but...
might write another one after this...

Taking flight and flying free,
Just how I always wanted to be...

I'm sitting here, hoping for the best to come...
Holding my knees so close to me, hoping not to...

Take my hand,
Don't worry one bit...

A papers edge, a line or two, is where the poet...
The poet picks up a pen, or maybe a pencil, and...

The winding clock, a movement of time, makes the...
Or is it only, that the eye can see, the...