I am the wounded poet, for those who do not know. Remember, i am the wounded poet, i do not weep, i do not die, i do not sleep. |
I dream of a place
A place that I can go rest...
I was destined to be the one.
The one of what, I still ponder...
I'm alone,
Although not completely alone...
You betrayed me
How could you...
Oh how i loath your modern society
Where your not cool...
Oh how i loath your modern society
Where your not cool...
I woke up today
and you were gone...
You betrayed me
How could you...
O long lost love of mine
If to you I wear rusted armor...
I'm alone,
Although not completely alone...
"Those who think they are the pure of heart, hate me. Those who actually are the pure of heart, love me." |