I met your dearest
friend today. I noticed his eyes softened...

This starts with
the defiant, mysterious enemy...

I'm not broken yet.
I am but a maimed heart...

First, the snow does,
as your favorite...

Warning: This isn't a poem,
just a really lengthy piece of word vomit...

I still want
the truth...

I've been composing for us
a night...

It was only when
you grabbed my shoulders and threw...

Last night, I painted the
perfect picture of our hands...

It was a fickle afternoon.
Up on the roof of your sixth floor apartment...

You knew.
That's why you reoccured...

At night, thoughts are magnified
by the rattling of gunfire...