I can feel the hate dis pare
as for love is growing in the air
vines i find, grabbing walls
walls of faith, of one day growing tall
for vines have spines for harm in case
they cant be found
the hunter is under ground...
no time to waist
the vine is growing taller
so it can one day reach the suns faith
but people pass by curios to touch
but,when they see little razer blades,
such is not to be thought
as love is in but hate in spins
as they fuse they make more vines
for one day to reach the top of the sky
so they can grow tall so tall
so a hunter cant reach them
for it to be at fall
a hunter pases by the vine so shy
the hunter just sees the sky
looking how sky high
the vine can rise
it takes a picture in no time
as for it is a vine of wine
growing grapes
delicios grapes no hate to be inside
for it is the sweetest thing
the vine cant be preoccupied
it isn't going to die
its going to live
producing more vines
growing this
i can deny its a delicious thing
as the spines hurt
i cant deny
i love the fruit of
a vine that one day grew sky high
