Falsified emotions rest dormant tonight
Upon sand stones of volcanic misery...

Pain from the heart
That's what people suffer from most...

Pure
Holy...

Immortal beings prowl for the innocence
Seeking to devour the unfavorable inept...

Poker dotted yellow socks
With red and blue stripes...

When you look in their eyes
And it reminds you of the stars in the night sky...

I have a friend who is deceased
It was a most unfortunate event...

On a cold dark stormy night
The children huddled in bed shuddering from fright...

Timmy never understood why his parents fought
He figured that's how all families were...

A poor lost soul, stranded on the streets
Tired and exhausted with nothing to eat...

Fainted roses scattered atop broken porcelain
Litters of letters slumped and thrown in painful...

The symbol of love
Heavenly and pure...