If we held our loved ones dear,
As enemies to us who're near...

It's more of a song than a poem. I lie. I wrote it...
Please vote. And I want honest opinions, none of...

I dream a dream,
Where there's only you and me...

Sitting thinking,
rose beds near...

Poor friend are thee to me,
For 'tis as the physician fears...

I know a chap,
Dishonest is he...

A sharpened tongue flailing about,
Centre of every shout...

Who needs Love,
all the trouble which it brings...

Oh,
we live in such a beautiful world...

Look at the wars around in this life,
look at the hunger and all of the strife...

Inside me something's burning,
Love hotter than the hottest sun...

An angel was punished one day, you see,
and came to the earth sad as could be...