Capslock Phraseshe riddled his brain with numbers and patterns:desperate to escape the (caps)lockand rhythm of the phrases he grew up on.long fingers stretch across a pianobut it never whispers a sound.
Things We Never Forgetripples still fading ever outward:my life after she left me
Girl I've Never MetI want to walk with a girl I've never met,whisper a dream with shadows and words,and sing a song that makesmy heart stir memories of wonder
Story of a PlumberTiny little plumberbumps his head against a stone.Music beats the tuneas sunshine comes to bloomLittle man eats his filland ha-ya-yahoooobecomes white-coat plumber heroYonder distance runs a turtleInto blaze of plumbers anger,only to become crispy dinner
Fire in the CloudsMy heart whispers dreamsthe color of clouds,painted by fire in the night
Little Riverswhispered secrets echoedin the weariness flowing fromstreams to the ocean
Lonelinessalways wanting what i cant have
Broken HeartsTwo halves never make a whole.
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