When I looked into her eyes
I saw the future and its beholdings
A world of fuzzy lines
And swirling faces

Her eyes not only foretold truth
But they saw my soul
Her dreamy pupils contracted
As they saw Lee

Her perspective might have been blurred
Seeing that spirits are real
Not knowing the evil that lurks
Hiding in the shadows

I imagine I stared stupidly as I
Astonished God's creation
Not knowing what I was doing or why
     Though unseen voices
          lay beneath the surface.....

The ones of remembrance...
The one impossible thing to let go of...

J'suis dans l'amour avec une fille avec
les chevaux rouge...
J'en sais pas pourqoi, ou lorsque je
commence ce fascination avec elle...
Mais, J'aime la fille, et sa soeur aussi.

J'ai les reved d'elle. Il me torment. Elle est tellement belle, que j'en peux pas comprends....

Les couleurs je vois sont orange et jaune, commencement le vie de mort pour moi.

J'suis triste, puis je peux pas habite avec tu, car je suis jeune. Apprends-tu jusqu'a j'suis plus vielle, et tu est meme finalement.

My life is hard to describe
Always in a daze
Not remembering
Not caring

It feels as though i am not
Consciously here
Like my soul and mind
Are elsewhere

I'm not saying it's bad....

Just weird....

-Lee

Dreamy days
Gleaming gaze
Hope still shines
Through your eyes

Do you understand?

She didn't want to destroy
The city of gold
How cold

Contemplating
     Contempt
          Entrusted
               Disgust

I didn't want to ruin the
Place of rest either
It wasn't my wish

After all....I said I love you

I feel strange today
The killings beckon the
Creature
Premature laughs

Unknown ideas
Lost
Blood stains your clothes
It won't come off

Desert of wellness
Forgotten
Knives dullen
Colors sullen

Moist are your lips

I want her to see me
Look at me with gleam
Dream, live it out
Hope of envy and dress up delight

Gone, remnants of gold
Sparkly, dreamy smile
Innocently laughing
Making the colors shine

Trying not to look at you
Impossible
Leaving me with a thought
A painting of personality

A masterpiece of remembrance

It feels as though this is a distant memory
waiting to be forgotten
living in a broken world
old thoughts, lost dreams
thinking of you

I never knew it would feel so good
the girl of my dreams,
finally in love
really?

It seems as though  you don't like me
was it all a dream?
or were you just playing me?
maybe you were high and just wanted a little fun

Your first kiss is an experience to be
remembered...
Hazy, dazy... bliss...
Never to be again

Loss is a terrible thing to feel
remembering what used to be
forgetting the good
like we never knew each other
gone.

Dreaming of kissing you
Bliss, kiss me again
Let me know how much you care
dare me

Laying with you...
Stand up and make it
just to be nice?
a courtesy to me?

I don't know... I don't know...
I don't know if you care
or if you want me to love you
is it true that we kissed?
are you really there?