There once was a time,
My spirit a little torn...

The sky bleeds crimson,
Each cloud breaking clean...

This is about a boy who committed suicide...
Tyson...

I know I can't have this,
This desire I must hold...

Betray me with your lips,
A scent of her conquest...

Too Pretty
Your eyes moist in fear...

Pearly skin of grace,
Flowing dress dances...

Your lips emersed in hers,
While her hips are alight...

Into my head are blessings,
That my heart shall not play...

Tears fall from my eyes,
But I just want you to go...

I waited for you today,
My worries held strong...

In these walls I am muffled,
That support the dark...