Fate doth keep us apart
and being part mine anger start...
This poem is dedicated to all the peeps out there...
Sweet fragrance...
For awhile now
we have been freinds...
I'm a poet
i don't like to show it...
Its the way your eyes shine
the way you speak kind...
I see it in their eyes
everywhere i go...
Well i decide my fate
my life is mine...
I got a predicament
stuck in my head...
Its the way your eyes shine
the way you speak kind...
Corruption's consumed our hearts
so this is when it starts...
Love is like a knife, it can cut and go through any situation, but when it gets dull, throw the dam thing away |