Clipped WingsThere's a bird lying dead on the mountain top Freedom is lost in the wings that were gunned down Its blood flows in respect for the living relatives Would another war break out (for peace has lost a limb)?Clipped Wings
What's a (natural) disaster in human eyes? Just another science for experiment and research Another essay and a book published for fame But contradiction lays still in between the lines Denial has never looked so good before
These are the days of confusion in slow motion Greatness doesn't come from names in hallways Greatness isn't in the eyes of the rich and fa
Winter WonderlandMr. Snowman and I; we had a gift exchange Mr. Snowman stole my face Without a doubt, without a trace He made me a personal snowman One that is, literally, on my face Ah, my then-face; thanks Mr. Snowman I really like my new look Mr. Snowman, you've made it into my bookWinter Wonderland
Now I can hide my tears And say that they're melted snow Now I can smile always Without worrying people with my frown Now I can have bright eyes So no one has to read my sad ones Now I have lots of friends Because I'm, ling-a-ling-ling, Mr. Snowman
Throw snowballs at me
Into AirplanesFor once in my life, this brain is an empty mess, All its contents thrown on pages; no order, no sense. I am incessantly searching for words and phrases so appealing, But at some point I give up because I've simply had enough, And no one will be there to remember this in the end.Into Airplanes
Yes, my penmanship is a trainwreck, But whenever I wish for it to change, Those shooting stars turn into airplanes. If I could, I would erase your face from my memory, No, not out of lament, just to rid myself of these thoughts because I know they'll never be. For now, I'll act peacably when I speak,
A Long Journey
Tired
much love to you
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no im not that mean...
your just such a sissy!
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Natural Disaster
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