take a seat,
table for two,
tell me what I'm thinking.
seep into my mind.
the blood in my head is starting to boil,
paper is flammable,
and dissolves in water.
fly away on my paper plane
only to crash and get lost in the waves,
my brain is on fire.
watching a movie that never ends,
just a scream for the scene
and a sea full of liars.
kisses when the sun goes down
heartache when he's not around,
kill the time,
play hopscotch with your heart and mind,
let them twist and let them bind,
fear is the only thing you'll find.
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The Road to Paradise
PoetryThis book has a bunch of poems that have bits and pieces of my life in them. I write whatever comes to mind, and it usually makes sense. But everything has a hidden meaning. Of course, some of it is random, but it all comes together (plus I like to...
