She cried blood instead of tears
And no one knew all these years...
Murder me
Murder with your love...
Stained leather sewn in sinful delusions
The interior of a heart decaying by layers of silk...
When I think of you,
It makes me sigh...
Little fires along my skin
Just from your touch...
Not really a poem but more of a story
we were freshmen in college which meant we had to...
I know that I should try to find somebody new.
But all I find myself always thinking of you...
Its been a while i didnt write,
i remember when i used 2 sit alone at night...
*Wait for the boy that makes you smile like no one...
YOUR STRONG AND BEAUTIFUL HANDS
MAKES ME SHIVER ON GOLDEN SANDS...
Holding hands
Dim lights...
As my mind explores, your eyes seek my soul like...
When your soul finds mine...