Comments about Ghost Legend
Sometimes, it's better not to speak
Than to be judged for your words.
Excuse me for not believing in fairies,
I was raised by this dirt
Where some of the only things with wings
And the stuff of old men's dreams
See, we may never see eye to eye,
But I promise I would never categorize
You as good or evil, because that's a disguise.
It takes true talent to accept both sides.
Welcome to my world: I was raised in a haze
Where you remained in a book all day
Of fortunetellers' bid for power,
Until I noticed how we spent ...
Roses Without Thorns
My apologies to you, Rose,
Where we were to go
Or what would happen.
You had been plucked long ago,
But desired to fasten
Yourself on solid soil
In the hopes of lasting.