You Pick And Pick
But Their Is Nothing There...

Extinctionalism Is On The Tip Of My Toung
Your Face, Your Body Was All Wrong...

The Blood Soaked Poem
Slept Cold And Wet On...

I cry myself to sleep
almost every night...

Nothing More But Selfish
Thoughts Of The Antagonists Heart...

Knowing You Is Like Knowing Summer Is Never Going...
Death Denies You Entrance Into His Uninhabited...

Beauty everlasting
The crators in the vast...

Flowerless gardens all the view
This cupple is the same...

The thoughts of growing up
still linger in the back of my head...

Why can't I tell you that you're the one i'm...
Falling for you like the stars fall from the...

This is just for knowing that i'm missing that...
You all know who it is, or wish it was...

Waisted Ink
Nothing helps the wonderer...