

A Message To WarA Message To WarA Message To War
Breathing through our tears,
Seeing not what we need, We remain, Nothing to be
While we tear down the walls, We wonder, why they will not fall
The summer air lingers into winter, Skipping over that which lets us exhale So we jump to catch our breaths, Tearing down the walls into winter Skipping over that which is now a blur
Our tears cannot save, What our eyes will not face


Drifting Awayit's strange but true, on some occasions to have doubts about the meaning of a wordDrifting Away
a fresh stream of water collected our thoughts like a sense of wonder
feelings of inferiority shifting back and forth with feelings of joy led to seeking, searching, examining, and watching then the car headed west
a few brave spirits, with dark rings around their eyes and the smoke of controversy at their backs, saw things as they really were, and left the town whispering
they were in tune the rain stopped and then started again bu


Torn To Piecescome to the house from the north down to the south he grew six feetTorn To Pieces
it was ten minutes to six he was sentenced to jail he tore it to pieces, while they drank to her health, and laid claims to the estate
wet to the skin, yet inferior to last year's crop was a room to your liking
what will he say to this? the woman was left standing to the left of the car give it to me, she cried but the door was pulled closed trees were left swaying to and fro in the wind as her brain began to swell from the pain and the sin


We Think We're Biga big house, a big batch a big problem or a big success a big activist in politics is big enough to know better my big sister is bigger then big government jazz became big in the 1920s, we were big enough to forgive it welcomed us in a big way, but we were big talkers we had big voices and eyes big with tears we like to talk big, to go over big big-box retailers bigfoot their names onto articles they didn't write we have big names in education but still, we roll the big wheelWe Think We're Big


Into The Night.My stomach churns as I look into a foggy window of our favorite restaurant. The door handle burns my hands as I slowly pull it open. I can see you. Your smile could light a thousands skies. I used to make you smile like that, just by a simple kiss. But now how does he make you smile? How does he make you laugh? That was once my job but you forgot all that. I creep over too the bar, ordering a few drinks Hoping to get wasted tonight. Maybe you would see just how sick I am And take me back home. I glance over at you. Hes leaning in to kiss you,Into The Night.
Will
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