My pen is broken, broken is my anchor to this world,
Like the friendship af a thousand pasts,
Never again to secrete its fluid momentos
like the ***** of a thousand schoolboys,
No more will my hand feel the solace of its touch,
The page remains blank.
With ultimate power I would
End this planet's existence
With supreme intellect I would make
A weapon do it for me
With unimaginable strength I would do it myself
With incomprehensible spirit I wouldn't
Stop till I found a way
With immense love I wouldn't do it alone
When Linda comes to me,
laughing joyfully, it`s ecstasy.
Her long hair of gold keeps the cold out of my heart
flowing gently like the river of my love I bid her drink from if she cares.
She smiles a smile that turns my heart to water
then she walks up close to me with the beauty...
The strained light of a sun shower shines through pine needles and drips doubt onto your upturned face.
The last few hitches of your breath tells me everything before you even open your mouth to respond.
The slivers of sunlight that shift with the winds playful jests with the...