I’m letting you go -the image so painfully dear. I’m letting you go-the heart cannot bear. The emptiness you left behind, It’s like a hole
Your Eyes
They say the eyes are windows to your soul. Your pupils. Oh, they can show Pain, joy, and pleasures. The anger, fear, sadness. The pupils,
Welcome to The Gun Show
Stockpile military weapons, Stockpile high-volume gun clips Spread of infested rats through the country. Is it our fate? Is this the end? Predicted apocalypse? Registered,
Silent Killer
May night, pernicious night A dim eclipse. Chernobyl ash is in the air. No soul around. The darkness has played awful tricks, Crippling veil threw
I’m With You
I will be with you always, Your air, your sun, your rain. I will think about you always You have found a way
