Always falling but not for anything.
TONY COBLEAlways falling but not for anything.
TONY COBLEI’m wrong but I’m real.
TONY COBLEWomen are beautiful. But some are made of hell.
TONY COBLEShe could be anything. But she’s just a girl with a broken heart.
TONY COBLEShe’s no rose. But in her I see the beauty of thorns.
TONY COBLEShe was a broken sky, where stars never shine and butterflies die.
TONY COBLEI never drink in the morning. Mornings are for drugs.
TONY COBLEShe’s like a jar of butterflies, waiting to be opened.
TONY COBLELove lives. and dies. as fast as butterflies.
TONY COBLEShe’s just a girl. But her pussy makes me see god.
TONY COBLEThere’s a strange beauty in her. She shines like hell.
TONY COBLEFailures often become art. And art can never fail.
TONY COBLEShe was only a collection of flaws and she was beautiful.
TONY COBLEHe opened her cages, and freed the things inside.
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 COBLE