Peace Is The Time It Takes To

I Made A Bargain With Him, The Chief In A World We Can't See. (devil)

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

I Have Always Believed That Fame Is A Curse. I Never Envied One Of The Famous People I've Known.

I Was Burned Out From Exhaustion, Buried In The Hail, Poisoned In The Bushes, Blown Out On The Trail; Hunted Like A Crocodile, Ravaged In The Corn, "come In," She Said, "i'll Give Ya Shelter From The Storm."

You Can Have Your Youth It'll Rot Before Your Eyes