We search for meaning. And destroy it.
TONY COBLEWe search for meaning. And destroy it.
TONY COBLEIt wasn’t forever. But I loved her until I hated her.
TONY COBLESometimes there are no words. Sometimes, it’s just poetry.
TONY COBLEI wake to find her there, with glowing eyes and tangled hair. She is my sunrise.
TONY COBLEHer memory still lingers, like a cockroach in my heart.
TONY COBLEOvercoming guilt, its the first step to doing it again.
TONY COBLEFailures often become art. And art can never fail.
TONY COBLEI messed up a lot of things. I called it poetry.
TONY COBLEI’m just a daydream. I don’t even know what I really am.
TONY COBLEI liked her simplicity. She wanted coffee and orgasms.
TONY COBLEIf there’s never been a restraining order, it ain’t love.
TONY COBLEThere’s a strange beauty in her. She shines like hell.
TONY COBLELets die. Alone. Like we always do.
TONY COBLERomance is a dream. I can get better shit at the liquor store.
TONY COBLEI hated you. and you hated me. But we called it love.
TONY COBLEIn an endless universe, she needed space.
TONY COBLE