I would like to talk to someone,
not on any topic...
This face of mine -
It's just a piece of paper...
A dog barks and wags its stump
of a tail when its master returns...
When I stopped believing in Santa Claus,
I stopped believing in God...
The endless days that slowly pass
As the sun rises and sets...
A rolling cloud treads its way along tracks in the...
and through its mercy, a short Summer blast serves...
I had a nightmare
last night that my hair...
Our love;
was like that of a bright red rose...
I thought confiding in you would be the cure of...
now the only comfort I have is kidnapping words...
It is really tough
for abused children to grow...
Mostly
I think that I am going to die alone...
I shall grow very old,
within a mind shelter...