all the lonely people
you mean so much
i find it in meaning
I've learned about friendship
I too have mental illness
make room for the ghosts
I've never been a vampire
but,i've seen the devil...
walking around town
no two flowers are alike
freedom in life
are the things found
found art
like in a mixtape
mixed tape = love
Daniel Johnston
sings & plays,
makes my kind of
folk art
a still life
quiet photograph
things measured in time
some things stick
in my brain
time comes and goes
some things last...
familiar mind
sincere friendliness
a sincere friend
in my troubled
daytime moments
ain't no sunshine
it burns a whole
in my mind
trying to make sense
outta that
the boob tube
of bliss
there is more to life
than this...
show me the truth
watching the world
through a computer screen
I write my poems
listening to you
you make me happy
I like being happy
tomorrow's look so bright
on the morrow
love will see me through
bright as ever
thank you
**Smile**
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