Journal entree number seven, its at night.
Stroking my pencil with your picture in my hand...

Growing up in Smallville, living life a lie.
Ill give him credit, he is fly for a white guy...

A fine lean equivalent instinctual colorful...
Stop the cloud of black that pounds on your...

Entering my own dwelling with you. Now you know a...
Putting on soft yet gentle tunes...

I don't judge her metallic rings.
I will watch her pull out her hair from the pores...

Gleaming with hands held high.
The blue and the white mixed with the black...

Sailing across the hence waters of good.
Make you mine, back than like it could...

I may be ugly but i don't care.
I still think its completely fair...

Could someone else take cease in this?
Ripping threw glass, its just another kiss...

As the thick resurrection of the pavement of...
Are you gonna pay me back for what iv done...

As the arms extend their shadow.
The fare-play of an apple with its golden glare...

Interluding, persecuting, intentions of the...
A bow in one hand, and an arrow in another...