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Sometimes I'll laugh at your stupid jokes
Sometimes, only sometimes
Sometimes I'll pout and walk about
Sometimes, only sometimes.
Write On
If writing verse were seen as cursed, then down with the devil I'd be.
The world can't end or comprehend just what this means to me.
For when in doubt I come about with such and such a phrase.
Swift will I write, all through the night, till I see the sun's sweet rays.
Where is the line between the foolish and the brave
If you do not know, how can you judge?
It is said that the brave soul still fears the grave
And a fool is one for whom the grave, in daylight, waits
The tears I drop
Dry into clouds
They will always fade away
My skin will fall
Little Light
There exists in us a little light
In some, very faint, in some, very bright
My little light now yearns
It pulses with my beat
My Wave Has Not Yet Come
As transient as the next big wave
Your friends will wash across your soul
I thought in you I would find my tide
You were one more for the road.
Nice Guy
A man who helps while his cuts heal
A man who pays when he should steal
A man who swears upon the deal
That's what a man should be
Masks hide what we fear to show
The deepest parts of us we know
Covered like untouched fields of snow
You are the spring
At Arms Length
I need not stay
No! I will go.
To my wounds,
My pride shall take me so.
There never was a man more ready
There never was a woman more fair
And as he gazed at her eyes, still twinkling
His words cut the dance hall air

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