The tiny sparkling strand,
glistens in the morning sun...

Whispers
Glorified lies...

Computers,
finicky, creations...

I am the number lower than one,
the only number who's not any fun...

My deepest feelings and emotions,
bleed from me right through the pen...

Your love lies melted in sticky puddles, scattered...
unable to wash away it stays, ingrained in my skin...

Rot and stink,
You bird of get swell...

When tears of blood,
fall from my eyes...

I’ve gotten so,
I cannot write...

Water,
it's all around us...

Plush,
white fur...

Teddy fell hurt his knee at the zoo,
came crying "oh what should I do?&quot...