You sinner!
Hells dinner...

There is a line by my left foot
There is a line by my right...

Winter reminds me of the white in your eyes that...
beautifully off the blue in the sky. These cold...

Canary and citrus rays of sunlight
beam through the trees and snug beaten branches...

Her happiness for others dwindle, along with her...
down sewage drains that carry junk dreamers once...

Maybe dreams should be feelings and
not money makers. Things like...

Migraines nest their eggs in my eyes and anger...
seed inside the depths of my happiness. Cold...

He was driving her home, like he did every night
A manly gesture, to make sure she got home alright...

If I could buy tears in a grocery store
I'd grab a can, because I'm not done...

If I could dig out my emotions
Of my hearts solid ground...

If love is supposed to be persistent,
I wonder why icycles drip down...

There's an instrument in my closet that I can't...
Lord knows I can't sing a tune, but the minute you...