HER
She births The great and the down-trodden From her womb flows rejection and the world’s second
A Way With Words
They said I have a way with words, I told them words were the only thing
A Woman’s Body
The symbol Of the world’s incompleteness Her bleeding, the shedding of sin The corridor to humanity’s
Home
Home, Where the stove was warm, the winter cold; mother Russia. The road with longevity and
STAY
Him, To Wallow In Your Everything (ness) Worship, Your feet Your soul Your eyes See himself
DEAR WORLD, I’M SORRY!
I’m sorry, For the time I hurt you to be true to myself, For the time
THE LOVE OF A YOUNG MAN
The love of a young man is fresh, It’s optimistic, it’s sweet, unspoilt; Betrothed to your
MELODRAMA
He’ll exalt you For laughing at his jokes; He’ll look into your eyes cos’ That makes
SHREDS OF HEART
If, we could draw my heart, It would look like the rugs my grandma made, With
Memories
As we advance in life, the way we remember things changes. The thoughts, feelings and judgements
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