It Is, After All, The Dab Of

The Water Was Glassy And Calm, Still Candy-colored In The Afterglow Of Sunset.

Why' Is A Crooked Letter And Can't Be Made Straight.

There's No Harm In Hoping For The Best As Long As You're Prepared For The Worst.

Grammar Is...the Pole You Grab To Get Your Thoughts Up On Their Feet And Walking.

That Was What I Wanted, But I Don't Need It To Be Gone. I Can Love You And I Can Love Life And Bear The Pain All At The Same Time. I Think The Pain Might Even Make The Rest Better, The Way A Good Setting Can Make A Diamond Look Better.