625.
The profession fuels
The deaths. People wouldn’t die
So much, with this truth.
625.
The profession fuels
The deaths. People wouldn’t die
So much, with this truth.
560.
In Hollywood yes,
Everything is a drama.
Rebirth me after.
501.
I summoned the rains,
Against the grain of alders
And horse chestnut thoughts.
502.
Success’s victim,
It went to my head, attempts
To deter Time failed.
503.
I have been dreaming
Of being in films again,
While the screening shrinks.
504.
Maybe I should dream
Of just being; that alone
In Time, is enough.
487.
Zombie end of days!
Government purchase delays.
We are on our own.