To the SS What do we call love? We would call love war Because our passions raw, We would call love friends,
I love Everything That will Make Me
A fool i was to rest on beauty, To lean my back on gratitude, On just a sight and nothing but Just a sight of what i cannot Do nothing but please.
I have walked with people Who are well pamperd And well spoken enough to be Their own god.
Nothing is worth writing About until something Is worth reading a…
You have read all About me but All I know about you is beauty.
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,
The truth in the midst of lies, th… Threat and stab; heart could never… The poor lies of filled wealth whi… In albatross of the world at will. And to slip and bleed from a restf…
Sometimes i feel like I have done it all But maybe its not me Its the silk that’s unwilling To cover my feet.
Look at me, lying on the sofa With the thought of money and fame And my waist-bones cringes Of the moves and roads and efforts… Sarcasm, or more like it’ i’d say…
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…
Let me not seek before my faith is… When the buds are trimmed for love… Not for unusual traits or heart wr… And not for solidarity to beg or r… Some debt; which my heart will dec…
I have learned about success and i will forever crave for, I have learned about life but Life will stay complicated to me, I have learned about women
I will not be too Quick to put a label On something that might Last forever if we try.
Tomorrow is a pretense Which you have to consciously Bel…