March 2010
3 posts
Flawless?
Flawless human Born into a perfect world Balanced and secure With loving parents Disease? Always a cure Grow up happy the mind falters there is no perfect world no glimmer of purpose only the absence of life still born and flawless absolute solitude no voice in the river crying out for life passing by a broken lullaby
True Romance....
Sake, a shot of whisky, A bottle of wine and some beer Makes some a little frisky and while you think it’s perfectly clear no one thinks of you as sober, when you speak of the grain that always falls in October. Even though you make no sense, you still manage to steal a kiss. and take away the girls innocence. Or maybe not you reminisce when awoken in the early morning. She came...
