I am a person who goes through a variety of emotions when writing ppoetry, sometimes I'm happy, and write funny limericks and other pieces, and then I can change automatically to a dark and deep side, that I have, |
You fall and you break
You give and you take...
My guardian angel
my one true love...
All I want,
is you lips agianst mine...
Your always there for me.
Through every shattered day...
Green eyes for pebbles.
Staring at you so, I could stone you to death with...
Roses are red. |
Through eyes of a spectrum of colour our minds divide love into three colours of hate. |
Open a door, let me in and lead me to your heart |