To the SS What do we call love? We would call love war Because our passions raw, We would call love friends,
Demons I will bring out the demons in you I will close the trenches and make The demons feed in you They will feel what it’s like for…
It might be shit But that’s your own shit And it might be a hit From the park, And that will pose to be
All I need Is for you To read Acknowledge Debate
When you say friends Tell me what you meant by friends Is it those people you go running… When you think you’ve got a proble… Or those ones social media classed…
This should not be stilled, The rat and the fox should not be… The wind should not stop blowing Hearts should never be stopped bre… But doc philip needs to stop swear…
I will not Pretend to Read long books Because of My little
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
Is this it Is this love or desperation Is this how it feels to be dunked… Empty bowl My heart never really flutters
Nothing is worth writing About until something Is worth reading a…
There is nothing special About being normal If it be cheating, Cheat Or perhaps laughing, dancing
A beautiful me. A beautiful you A beautiful us A beautiful sunset dipped. A beautiful cloud
It will not make you rich It doesn’t mean that you are speci… There are no extra powers Only an effort will do And you will never stop
Never stay far away from me, Even when am in distress, and my b… Can no longer bear; or swift with… And compassion strikes out only fo… Never stay far away from me,
There is this thing It frightens me and Scary at the same time, They are tiny voices Very small but weirdly