CloseWhich we never trust to be real, until another finds the luring bait, the satisfaction
of what is real and turns it into something beautiful. Find that place, and wish upon the flower. Hold life in your hand and eternity in an hour.
LeafI will soon be nothing, a day just like before. A something to remember, yet nothing but a whore. Not good enough, not sure enough, that what I've said is right the burningLeaf
is what takes me through tonight.
MaggieOctubre 2006The thoughts of everyday blow the mind away. The dirt we steal, the help we trash, and self question, what is it really about.... the things that should've been, trap since we don't know them yet. All the things to say and do, burn me more cause I choose not to. It triggers a memory. I can't let go. Go back to the cold green leather seats, snow miles high, fists to the face every saturday morning. Of all the people I thought I could never stand......you did turn out to be important.Octubre 2006
