Friends needs loyalty to stay
Pain need time to fade
Love need heart to claim
Life need us to grow
Money need trust to gain

How i hate your dark crooked bows,
The lynch of your exceeding notes
Buried in your solemn voice,
The way you twinkle like a white f
And the pace that you race

When change drown us deep,
When red roses deceits to gain us
When bereaved our utter to reap,
Myself and yourself will be mute n
Silence will repeat over and never

There are sweetness in his blazing
Admiration of kind mind that winds
So, why halt? when the symphony
Of grasp still commence,
I can see the shadow line of where

I know
Something
That could
Do the
Trick

Now, as you may have seen
When old, young or when with
Someone as days and weeks goes on,
I do not know how our love is shap
I do not know what my coming will

When a chapter of your life is at
every moment seems to bleed and
every hands you shake will not mov
and every day is a million years a
every step seems not to take step

My thoughts are
All outlined with white
Colour
You don’t need to
Worry; they are

There is this thing
It frightens me and
Scary at the same time,
They are tiny voices
Very small but weirdly

The sound-cloud with a silence act
White soft smoke with a bright
Foamy art,
The sound-cloud travels with light
And circles in an area,