Turn my words to dust Turn from dust to dust Play my favourite type of blues Paint it from blue to blues Pour me a bottle of wine
You would Notice I Always Use I Before you,
A full moon had shown tonight And its a dynamic of her own beaut… Her own smile and her own personal… What addition could tears bear whe… Feelings are idle and uncomprehend…
My glasses are filled And your cups are Starting to overflow With patience and I will help
I think mostly When there Is no ink No pen Or when my
Word me a river & Fetch me strengths Move me nearer And let us faint
I don’t try too hard They can’t help Enough but loosen Their shacks and Jump down from their
Of one you once loved with fetish heart Of one you once cared With all you had Of one you once prayed
The famous cheats will had once em… The prostitutes will freely sleep… acknowledge poetry. The power of poetry is an unoffici… It can be used by a sweet talker,
Everything can Be learned In this world Even prayer Can be taught
I stumble, I stand, I sit and I… Every-time i think about your soft… And the smirks on your face Whenever you are bored, scared or… Sometimes i glaze through the glas…
I will not be too Quick to put a label On something that might Last forever if we try.
I write Like every Words will Be a hit in Someone’s heart.
Close your eyes What do you see? Light Or darkness They are as bad as Each other, too
You are beautiful Regardless of what Beauty means.