This over powering love,
keeps getting stronger and stronger...

Why?
Why are we born at the age of zero...

Wander, Wander Land
Far, far away...

If I could go back in time
I would surely take away my sins...

The mantle,
crust...

My poetry is being rated
some good, some bad...

A runny nose,
then a cough...

The flame of the fire
the big desire...

Yeah I know your the one
I can see it in your eyes...

You are my dearest mom
thats always took care of me...

All my life I have dreamed
of meeting someone like you...

Telling you my feelings
is so nice and fine...