I Was In Love Again. I Was

We Are Here To Laugh At The Odds.

Unless The Sun Inside You Is Burning Your Gut, Don't Do It

An Early Taste Of Death Is Not Necessarily A Bad Thing.

The Blankets Had Fallen Off And I Stared Down At Her White Back, The Shoulder Blades Sticking Out As If They Wanted To Grow Into Wings, Poke Through That Skin. Little Blades. She Was Helpless.

I Would Give Anything For A Female's Hand On Me Tonight. They Soften A Man And Then Leave Him Listening To The Rain.