I realize I waste a lot of time comparing myself to nothing, and nothing good comes out my comparisons to myself for nothing.
But heaven forbid they allow gnomes to see that.
Rising like the sun I linger for the means The heat, intense but soft I can’t think to breath Like devil reading poetry I’m burning in the dream A vivid imagination I can’t seem to see. You hold me with your glance -----A coded romance Unwind me with your time No fight I feel…
Your feelings were hurt, well I hind mine in clues too.
i'm still not ready
Calling out to an empty home
Deep down she feels silly for not jumping when she knew the ship was going under.
Kate, not to be outdone this time
change in your tide.