if I sank under a afternoon star
it would be a September sun...

ever lay upon daring swings
is why we sway to and fro...

a shower comes once in a full moon
where an eclipse can show itself...

words form the distant whispers
I want to fall on her pages...

if i was just another promise
just another wish...

she fell
for the opiates...

Scratching my ear
was the easiest way...

Leaving lather on the floor is the best way to...

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there was a day I had silken skin...

these whispering words spark life
with no end...

Memos to a Lost Love
Yesterdays, I saw you standing underneath a blue...

the color red is so romantic
I don't know why...