To my boyfriend Cris
(2013)
This is a story of two lost souls and standing up for those you love.
i hear people talk all day but they don’t know the words they say It’s like being on auto pilot same routine
A poem about rhyme A poem abou time What can you say About their little fray Thee is never time
Merry Meet the witches greet by light of the midnight moon To cast their
You say you do not fear Me then You do not fear death itself for My soul
eyes wide open it’s the middle of the night eyes wide open and i’ve given
i have learned over the years that love is no good It crushes your
Even though the tears fall the misary never fades You hope to last till morning but you feel you’re withering away
a love that’s so close and yet so far within arms reach yet i
we are a new race rising with ice in our blood we will fight any body because we are family “we are a new breed rising
If the world realy does end If i’m still alive by then i’ll go peacfully for
splish, splash floating in my own blood so many cuts that i’ve actually
He sits on a hill of bodies and wonders why has this become his hated fate To take the life
This isn’t a poem, it’s relly just… Of pain and sorrow And the lost maybes of tomorrow For i can’t remember a single happ… i remember smiling, laughing
Plip, plop the blood drops Tick, tock goes the clock Ding, dong
I have a word of wisdom Never cross me and my sword For my sword