Lila,
Her sunburns are the sun to her burns.
Poetry is infinite in murderous victims.
I killed a man once.
Johnny Cash told me to.
Then he died.
That's a metaphor.
I mean similie.
I mean smile.
Smile. Your pearly whites are the gates of heaven.
kljsdfkhskladfghklsdaflsdf.
I just made up that word. It means beautiful.
you are kljsdfkhskladfghklsdaflsdf.
I am kljsdfkhskladfghklsdaflsdf.
We are kljsdfkhskladfghklsdaflsdf.
The world is at peace with itself. A smile is worth a thousand words. So a picture is worth a million. Imagine that.
As I write the world spins on it's axis, poetry is the majestical words of linguistics.
Hope