Poems from T_C

I'm a human being, and I love to create.
Little eyes, Asian eyes I didn't know the window to my soul Told such lies Not on the whole These eyes of mine are small Yes, but that's...
Oh, I'm screaming, screaming, screaming And I feel it as my soul is teeming with this Fear, this pain, this anger steaming From my mind and...
When you bury a poet There's so much poetry lost The wind and the rain weep And the sun shines to dry their tears But dew drops are left...
Sometimes it hurts to breathe Because the air around me falls away As if a dagger digs into my heart like a sheathe And with blue lips I...
It will sound silly, I am assured But it started because I liked to tell stories I talked of princesses saved and sickness cured And...

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