I learn, I fly, I love, I die

by skiba   Apr 17, 2005


Give me a frame
There is my son
Where too my father
With time my son

Time passes on
The picture has no frame
Only love surrounding
Upon my heart like rain

Wait, love is the frame
Warm in the rain
Washes the stain
Erases my pain

So it brings good
Or it should?
Yes it would
Would you take it?

So love is the cure
Destroy the disease
Isn’t that a drug?
To put on mental ease?

Love is the frame
The picture is complete
Love is the drug
We take and we eat

I learn, I fly, I love, I die

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