I was born on planet earth . . . |
. . . A rotating ball where man comes first Posted by on Sat, 31 Jan 2009 00:05:00 GMT |
The drive to complete ourselves . . . |
. . . has become a blurry vision. Posted by on Fri, 05 Dec 2008 08:23:00 GMT |
The air my lungs first loved . . . |
carved craters from my eyes Posted by on Fri, 28 Nov 2008 08:53:00 GMT |
The blood on my black gloves. . . |
. . . is none of your concern. Posted by on Wed, 26 Nov 2008 08:54:00 GMT |
Though it seems the sun will shine . . . |
. . . I'll draw the shades, and stay inside Posted by on Sun, 22 Jun 2008 07:17:00 GMT |