And he said to me... |
I started thinking, today, about what it was like to be dead... |
When I tell you I'm leaving... |
We all get our characters screwed when the scene changes.. |
A poet is simply an architect of imaginary worlds. |
Promise me you'll never hurt me... |
You could shoot me until I lay dying at your feet... |
Of course life has an instruction manual... |
It's funny how you think your words can hurt me.... |
How can I learn to fly if I'm constantly falling? |