The jealous clouds
scrape the skies
of everything it holds dear
Reasoning With Me
I am not always right
I am not usually right
When I was a boy, my friends were more a matter of proximity than affini...
This one’s a little hard for me. I mean this time, this phase, is a little hard.
This is the phase when you can’t decide whether to let go or hold on to the teeny tiny hope inside you.
This is the phase when you want to move on and at the sa...
One can die in the blink of an eye
Oh but why do we do cry?
Is it ...
it's 12am again, and you're pouring your heart out to me. i'm drowning, ...
But that’s just the problem,
I fall in love with every pretty thing I...
that fit nicely
into the puzzle,
of our lives
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The air was crisp on that late Thursday night, Lo was enjoying a nig...
Imagine how incredible it would be to pencil a little time for yourself ...
No matter how many children, roommates, dogs, or monsters under your bed you have residing in your home, you deserve a “you spot,” a place you can escape to and leave the rest of your world behind.
This “you spot” can be an office, a den, a sma...
Death is a lie
before your eye
Death does not lie
where you lie
THIS IS AMERICA, THIS
Father, You have sho...
Reach out when in doubt
Have no doubt and reach out
Parting from all your sorrows, stamping the greatest of fears under bare...
See the look in her eyes,
Like a fire in the skies,
Burning through house and home.
It’s like a mirror of my own.
And see the curl of her hair
That makes her suitors stare;
Making married men groan.
It’s like a mirror of ...