Good Day lyrics

Some old lyrics I wrote a long time ago. It's kind of (no, incredibly) repetitive. It's an album closer.

Wind

Let the essence of soul admire His presence

Upload, Unload

Plug in. Switch on. Boot up.

Swansong

A sweet tale of love.

My First Kiss

One of the only decent memories I have of him.

How happy i am

Like i'm king of the world, or i have wings so i can soar far and wide reaching highs i never knew before. Like i'm a comet burning up in the atmosphere a fiery ball of happy. But mostly

Aren’t words apt?

Blue and battered falling… like leaves Aren’t words apt; hollow in feeling? When, you’re rummaging-depth of seaweeds, Drowning; besides mermaids a merman ever sweetly.
Story of the week

Miss Bradshaw

Miss Bradshaw came to us in the March of year four...

cherries

on my apron, hung, one bow missing. glass bowl cradling three apples. my scarf and his crumpled on the table empty box of green jasmine tea, his. tete-a-tetes in too small a pot, mine.

Together Alive

It finally hit me that I would never see him again when I took a scoop of dirt and put it onto his casket. As I did so, I started to cry. It was the...

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