Underneath Our Souls

by Sense   Nov 8, 2007


All i see is romantisicim underneath our souls
or is my imagination taking contol of my eyes
love makes the insane become receptive
love makes the unemotional scream and cry

Love is an unacquinted message from God
quietly whispering tender quotes in ears
rather a fragile being listens is their desirable choice
seize my eyes, becuase i yearn to hear

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  • 17 years ago

    by Taylor

    You write very well.
    do you realize that?
    great job

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