A mother or a mom
makes a difference...
Good nights with good friends
no faking just freedom mixed with good...
You heightened my senses
by touching my soul...
You are my dear friend a present life has endowed...
My darling bunny
I love you so...
In the shadow of the Swallow's Nest,
the castle at the very tip of Crimea, skulks...
We were friends and it began here,
She had eyes, full of tears...
My child of rage, though desperate,
is tired of running in her shoes of glass...
Truth is subjective.
Trust is relative...
I know you like me
More then a friend...
His head is round his eyes are blue
he doesn't talk like me and you...
First day we met was cool we just set and talked
You seemed so nice when you held my hand as we...