It's not quite easy to gain friends if you ask me...
But I know a secret to being close to somebody...
Hey up Mam!
I know you are not here...
Beneath my will: it all lies under....
under my grave, tell me to stay...
They drip poison
into my veins...
A wise person once said
(And it made sense to me...
The bond between child and mother
stronger than most any other...
It's funny how
even your next door neighbors...
I remember children running through the house
cats hiding under the couch...
The truest of friends
never let anything...
It's two individual words
That form a compound...
I burned these bridges years ago
And yet the pain continues to flow...
A bond among two
That words can't say...