I was watching this move
about lions...

There's a little black road
on your way to Heaven...

Looking deep inside myself
my heart withering away...

Sometimes i dream in
black and white...

Character schemes:
i envy the poets i see...

As we wander this barren New Mexico land;
sand...

A handful of
lop-sided white squares...

With their flattened peaks
they stand as kings of this place...

I fear I do love the sea, ohh much
her word is swift...

Violent daggers
fall from the hands of innocence...

Human instincs=
making the best decisions, like...

Free tears fall from,,
from a girl too young to understand...