With the sweetest eyes I’d ever seen
You smiled at me and asked, “Wanna play...
The artwork of extreme sadness,
Isn't about the overcoming of despair...
For so long I’ve wondered,
And pondered the thought...
A string formed around the globe,
Connecting the masses in unity...
My father's anniversary:
((there was a swan pond in our way to the hospital...
These tales sorrowful pain and woe delicately...
In this forsaken peyton's place far from the...
they called
and asked...
I used to measure his strength
by maximum deadlift...
I met your dearest
friend today. I noticed his eyes softened...
There are moments
Where my body is no longer mine...
Is it her taking, that deprives my rest
Of sweetly nothings offered by a sleep...
To my Deans
I see you in him...