When you feel yourself solitary When you are fraught with something When something doesn’t work right When thine heart is broken into pieces When you want to stand again but, You are tripping in your heart When your heart is frowning but, you want to smile At that time never give up! Just hold your heart and say “this is my heaven and I’ll live again! I’ll live again! Better days will come again I’ll live again!
An autopsy was being conducted with brutality to silence the rising dialogue, pulling out the lethal crunch of scripted history. You want the kiss of a parting grain. A secondhand face crops up in a newspaper. Are you ashamed of
The rain drops have poured right through my eyes Right again the scars reveals themselves again Shared the broken heart into pieces Wondering the knight might still come Telling the pain it over But pushes hard feeling me I let
I want to be part of something Something greater than I Something that will continue to live when am gone I want to live for something something that will change the world something that will promote humanity I want to
Reached, not yet pubescence: a cloud says, moon was crazy, treading on a forbidden lake of frozen tears. Breaking fast unto death for releasing the doves in sky of hymns. The gametes were weary. Procreation will wait. Let the dark
Assume for one minute that the world was healed again,strong, though creeping veins and ventricles, unclogged their own blockages and once again it’s you who can sing and live again presume you are well again,and again ,celebrating the night and