Moon/nigh
black quit...

As night and day pass before my eyes.
All I can think of is nothing but keep walking...

All is lost, but not found,
tears of fear and hate fill the rivers and sea...

Girls
are like apples...

Tis the season to be jolly,
How must i be so joyful when this is my tree not...

As seasons pass and time flows by
Things will change until the sky...

Lost, crying for my pack
they do not answer back...

Red is a sign to stop
and red is love...

A friend is someone we turn to
when our spirits need a lift...

I’m lonely, come to me in a plea to...
Come swim in my lifeless sea to come and play with...

Your lips speak soft sweetness
Your touch a cool caress...

You say.....
that I am beautiful...