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I write words to the pictures I take. Poet? But definitely a cemeterian and drummer…
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What have our days become… As we follow the beat of a funeral drum… What happened to the days gone by… When we were so young and careless and willing to try… 📷 this time last year…

Break the silence… Cease to be silent… Tell them how you really feel.. 📷 yesterday…

The world is the world… As it spins unfurled… But the only thing I ask for… Is for you to be a part of my world… 📷 last Sunday…

All of the words I would send you… As you hurt under the surface… Know that how many times I would save you… If you… Would just give me that chance… My sunset tonight…

If not us… Then I trust… He will protect and care for you… For he must be true… To get a person like you… 📷 today…

A question I feel from within… I ask you in trust… If borders and beliefs separate us… Then what is left to believe in… 📷 this afternoon…

It is the little things in life… That lets us know… Everything is going to be alright… Happy Friday and weekend everyone… 📷 just now…

She speaks to me… And as she speaks… The words I hear set me free… 📷 this evening…

You are the dawn that breaks the night… For you are the light… 📷 a favorite…

What good is a day… If that day… Has you not in it… 📷 today…

She tries and tries… To understand why he tries… So hard to make her cry… 📷 this evening between the storms…

Away… I wait for the night… For she is half a world away… But I am okay… Because come the night… She is only a dream away… 📷 a favorite…

Know that the sun will always come out after the rain… Even though the storms are destined to return again… 📷 today after the rain…

As the rain falls this morning… The rhythm of the rain follows my heart beating… With the very thought of you… 📷 this morning…

Each sunset… Each night… Is a sunset well spent… With you in my sight… 📷 tonight’s sunset…

You are like the oxygen l breathe… As I breathe you in… Life seems to begin… 📷 after the storms this morning…

I cannot now remember your name… But your name… I feel was the sweetest thing I used to know… 📷 in the garden…

She always believed in the good of people as she looked at the sun… Because if she did not believe… Then every new dawn evil has won… 📷 this morning…

Is it just me… Or is Monday a hypocrisy… I would have taken another Sunday… But oh well… What is to be is to be..:) Happy new week… 📷just now…

She shines… Even though she… Was told by the cold concrete beneath her not to do so… 📷 last September…

If only to be… A bee… Getting its nourishment from such beauty… 📷 a sunny Tuesday…

As I look high and watch the blackbird fly… I kick at all of the shadows of the things I have not done right… But the one thing I hold tight… Is you in my life… 📷 fly on blackbird…

Time… Was never my friend… Because every time… I wanted something to last it was time for it to end… 📷 a time I took a picture of the sun in the sky…

I would like to change the world… But I do not exactly know what to do… One thing I would not change… Is a world with you… 📷 after the rain…

You always wanted something beautiful… But the beauty is you… 📷 just now… enjoy your weekend..:)