Inside my ribcage
A heart that beats...
You've tooken my house
You've tooken my books...
With a name like your is like falling in love with...
To know you is to fill your heart with love yet...
This is between school girls and school boys..
Please listen to me my enormous Girls school...
What it is now and what It was supposed to have...
Roses are white and rare to find comments are...
Fallen leaves.
Withered tree...
All my life has been a search,
To find the one that holds my soul...
I guess the little Pickachu
Is all that I have left of you...
Only in theory I thought
I cud find love...
She phones me,
I do not even know her...
I believed you were genuine,
I believed you were sweet...