Sitting in the rain.
Sometimes it can lend to...

Wind blows.
The rose shattered...

Dreams are down
Heart is gone...

Its been nearly 3 Months sense we went our
separate ways. Once in awhile we will talk to...

Talk trash
Be trash...

Hate comes
from bad...

Feeling the
Beat of my heart...

Fly away from
your fears. Fly toward...

Word to word
love to love...

During the morning.
He talk talking to you...

Love is like a flower
when two become one...

Sense I met you.
I felt my mind...