- Hockey :: Stick
- Twirling :: Chocolate
- Montreal :: Snow
- Better :: Life
- New :: Fantastic
- Rally :: Support
- Stanley :: Knife
- USB :: Stick
- Scouted :: Found
- Cough :: Cold
Monday, June 8, 2009
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Rain
Feel the rain upon your face
Its cold sharp sting
It’s like a slap in the face
With your mothers wedding ring
Friday, May 8, 2009
Untitled
My eyes are stars that twinkle brightly
In the glow of your love that is the moonbeam
Secure in the knowledge
That you love me
Words
Words In my head
I can’t get them out
Can’t write the stuff
To tell you about
Don’t know what to say
Don’t know how I feel
The words are all there
I just can’t make them real
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