Monday, May 5, 2008


this here's a new place where my words become my face
my sleeves shown softly at the nights end
it's here my thoughts get traced
in whatever flows from my fickle displacing
you'll find lines laced with romance and displeasure
with people or the world and ideals about girls
the back catalogue of thoughts and ideas
is just a little window into my previous written world
friends and strangers sometimes my rhymes are lame
but what I write is based on honesty; fresh, frank from my mind
my folly is for memories, lost loves and notions of time

please continue to read.

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