To the SS What do we call love? We would call love war Because our passions raw, We would call love friends,
Is this it Is this love or desperation Is this how it feels to be dunked… Empty bowl My heart never really flutters
Take a look at the road where we a… My future, your future, our future When the time comes How will we all contain in our own… How will the world see our own shi…
Everything can Be learned In this world Even prayer Can be taught
I trust myself too much That I sometimes forget how To trust my pen.
If your head Could think it Your hand Could surely Write it.
Sometimes you Need a Break From Life
They don’t Surprise me They live in a Different world Different city
I have love life The same eversince: I have love the hard Spent days when money shows no favour,
I do not blend in with crowds but with might i could desperately… In a pub filled with crowds; this… and in a rave filled with parks; t… but in an open space with one and…
Never Count your Work Because Your
For death will applaud to us and w… To thee not death.
Oh how marvellous It is to Write and drink Your guts out, How scary
It will never go or give up, It is a wanted resident Making its way to a
How deep Can love Swim Or How