Beware thy follower of thy awful mess,
that's laid upon your colored doorstep...

The Middle Of Everything.
Sparks of blood fly through the air...

Visions and dreams,
they haunt my past...

Baby blue shirt with an off white heart,
searching for a way to not come apart...

Roll Over, Your life's upside down.
From dusk until dawn...

Ruins Of My Dearest Dreams.
I can feel him now, his touch so soft...

Clear Through You.
Clear through you, I can see the majestic...

Breathing You Like Air.
Mistakes are imprinted within my soul...

Diamonds In The Sand.
Perhaps your loyalty has taken you too far...

Dreams sway from side to side,
wiping the tears you've most recently cried...

Okay, this is the third poem. The second poem goes...
The last stanza in the first poem...

My Photoshop Tastes Like Beverage.
The sadness in your heart is carved from my own...