In my own world i would be made out of playdo'h...
The colour purple i think i would like...

If i didn't say goodbye
it wouldn't be real. I couldn't say goodbye...

All it take's is that one small thing, that can...
To suddenly start thinking what your life has been...

It's so frustrating. While i'm here slowly...
Quickly getting even more bitter...

To me moan,whine,talk about nothing.
Everything...

-As i waved to the magpie, third one this month.
can't help but wonder, as yet again, i shudder...