My Poetry, my love
My Poetry, my life...
When the ground crumbles
and the world has lost value...
You'll notice one day
that you're expired in their hearts...
Breath is heavy; blood on my brow, sweat flows
Thy soulless servant wishes for a dream...
If only you knew how it breaks me apart,
Being so far away is like a dagger pushing right...
I am sorry dear bunny
I'don't know what to do...
Don't you just hate it when the people you think...
i hate it when my friends organise to do something...
You call me your best friend
I'm not sure why you do...
My world it seems
so dark and gloom...
You tear me apart,
With every word you say that stings...
Hate is the Truth and Hate is a Lie
We will always be Friends till the Day I die...
My dearest friends
I'm living...