She likes the fight her love ant right.....u never had a tear her love was just another walk away steer. She likes the fight nothing of a peacful light.....She has to measure nothing of a pleasure. My love is simple ant nothing wrong a smile if just a dimple. As she rides the elevator to the top. Ill ride the road back a place as calm a love a pond a distance I love a fond. My hands my offering my seed a fruit my hand holding just yours in the night the stars a kiss the romance I miss. Yours a celebration a party as to many offerings of hardy...a fantasy the evening news a lie of crews. Yours feeds and needs an offering a heart that bleeds. everything that goes up must come down treated like you were just another clown. At bay its a walk a stay a love forever as it may ....its just to simple as your offering will sacrifice a many williing to lay in a world of play. It sucks them in time and time again until there made of tin. Mines away fresh selling them to the top its just a matter of time lifes cycle of rot. If your roots stay planted just right there is no reason to fight the missery of your flight. A dreamer I know but you truly are the foe a distant memory tellaported moe. An excuse a happness you see it as crappyness.....as i see it doesnt take much inside an offering a fair hand a worth a value a worth will never desert. Yours a committy a war you could careless its a pitty so dam shitty. Rules no its inside filled with jewels a understanding a trust that should be demanding. Your free to walk and talk without the bullshit form the papers a lie that rapes the fools wrapped into crapes too rule. Its so simple but you made them want rather than give a real life to live. I gave it but you played it like i said u have nothing to offer always a jokester nothing of the serious you would rather laugh at the histerics ...the very reason i walk away form your own plegery.....over and over again they build not know there just another pin. The truth was living inside each and everyone if only a chance for everyone to live without so much sin...just as I said before there truly was a chance for everyone to win it was written so long ago a message a path u couldnt change a believer belives his own if it were capible to change a fait if we listened to our own heart and what we could have sewen ...
Posted on: Thu, 24 Oct 2013 11:34:41 +0000
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