May You Stay Forever Young

The Battle Outside Raging Will Soon Shake Your Windows And Rattle Your Walls.

A Poem Is A Naked Person... Some People Say That I Am A Poet.

Just Because You Like My Stuff Doesn't Mean I Owe You Anything.

Loneliness Got A Mind Of Its Own The More People Around The More You Feel Alone

For Them That Think Death's Honesty Won't Fall Upon Them Naturally Life Sometimes Must Get Lonely.