Some of you write words just to see them flow on the paper from your hands and mind. Some of you write to release all the emotions that have build themselves on you..Sticking to you like thunder to a cloud. |
It's the beauty of every word
The moment that it captures your soul...
It's a lovely day outside
And all I wish to do is lay here...
I'll be yours
Only if you are mine...
Writings on a paper
Could never express these feelings...
Deep within his eyes
Is burning words of hate...
Love is wanting to be with that one person forever becoming more than lovers, Lust is being with them, while looking for another |
Murder is a my friend, |
You can forgive my losses |