Rain thrashing down, winds becomes cold
Cursive strokes narrate her famished soul...
This poem was a song I wrote so if it doesnt sound...
vs. 1: I'm walking down...
Forget you, forget pain
forget all the days that will...
You don't see past my tears
my emotions and fears...
She See's black and white
where ever she looks...
Sacred Riches
From the sweetest lips...
I looked in to his gentle eyes
I dreamt of one more kiss...
My heart aches to see you again
it reminds me of the pain...
Tickle my smile with those long auburn tresses,
Tickle my fancy with soft summer dresses...
I've found myself loving you again.
And this time it's much harder for me to pretend...
You think we're different
That we're worlds apart...
Thought we were done
Thought you were gone...