Through tough times and sad I've staid strong...I think that helps my poetry too... |
Your angel wings
lay broken and...
Under the moonlight,
and hidden...
Sometimes I have feelings for you,
But then sometimes they go away...
I was the girl everyone
called a Bi*ch...
In this forest
we lay...
Under the moonlight,
and hidden...
Alone,
Cold and...
All my downfalls |
I'm not afraid of |
You cant choose who |