

BerlinaYour face is almost too blushed When the rain falls and hits you The skin can be so cold, Your eyes are deep enoughBerlina
I like it in the afternoon we hold hands Lying down on the bed, You ache out Berlin Berlin Germany And it echoes and your voice breaks
It is almost too beautiful for words When my body trembles The wind is too cold on our cheeks
I like how your face is defined
By its dimples and ridges Because our forefathers fought For your land and ours
And you believe it to be true Still! How optimist


sandWhen we speak it is through minds You forget I can read you Open heart open times I will always believe yousand
That head so precious Is it down in the sand? Wishing nervous like Warm thoughts are contraband
Oh you would sing it out How the world would change
If I didnt know you I wouldnt Have a doubt The thoughts so strong
Is it still in the sand? Oh we hope for you I know how it is Keep wishing so well It will come true
Please keep trying little wish We all sing because its true


Probably bullshit maybe loveI am not sure who I am addressing this to, for this year has changed me as a person and I am evolving. My own ego is directing me in the direction I need to head, for better or worse my mind screams I want to go there. Every little piece is coming together, as if all the times before this part in my life existed solely to build me up. After what seemed like decades being fostered as a lost cause all this direction hope and ingenuity has driven me up. I must do opposite as to what I did before, a perpetual dice being spun for all the new possibilities. I enjoy feeling the air on my face, buying a magazine and book, coffee and my journal thrownProbably bullshit maybe love


a new breathTurn on the breathing anda new breath
Watch it all go up
Your heartbeat is a classic and Im Watching you fall out
Could you please negotiate with us? I am sure that youre wanted In between rounds of love and being taunted
Our fickle hands destroy each other Whispering and cowering and I think I told ya I feel my skin burning Hold me close again so I can Be watered out again
I cant really write we cant really sing Together we make a beautiful team I wouldnt mind watching the world end with you


Grudge for us.1.Grudge for us.
We're naked on silk sheets, Dim lights illuminate my glistening enterprise. I'd name it Katrina, If we had one, you know. We kiss and fuck and laugh, Outside it's night time and we can see stars, It's rains and we lay there in silence. In happiness. The dawn is broken by us both when we simultaneously say I love you.
2.
I want you to die in a
stratified hell, On every level in the house of pain You'll pay for your sins. Lust. I shove broomsticks up your ass so you'll bleed for we
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