public struct Love {
    private enum Person {
        case female
        case male
        case other(_ type:String)
    }

    public let people:[Person]
    private var loveAmount:Int

    public init(people:[Person]) {
        self.people = people
        loveAmount = 0
    }

    public mutating func moreLoveForEachOther(addedLove:Int) {
        loveAmount += addedLove
    }
}

One drop becomes a break
When it gets personal it becomes hate
Standards is what the heart creates
Plastic is only a assimilate
The glass being broken promises
Honesty that was always false
Particular setting the course
Glass cracks nothing but lies
But don’t get hypothesized by looking into the eyes
Its phoney hopes and dreams
People are not what they seem
Shattered emotions
Broken glass connected with broken spirit
It is called second class
Broken for sure with an abode
Glass pieces can’t be fixed
The heart can’t do a mend
It’s a clean sweep
The broken separation is what the heart will keep
Breakable glass cut deep

My sleep isn’t silent
I go down screaming
Screaming
Kicking

Because I’m one breath away from
Death
One whisper away from
Eternity

My sleep is quiet
So I fill it with shrieks
Just to make sure
I am alive

when i was a kid
i always wonder why the moon kept following me
is she my best friend?
my protector during the nights i walk alone?
until  i grew older
and find her presence my peace
started telling her my secrets and dreams
sometimes we share our tears
we will talk all night
together we will fall asleep

I look at the sky everyday
I feel as it feels,
I see its emotions
glance off on me

Its feelings flow
as in my heart
a ship which travels
to another land

To gather seeds
from the new grounds
colourful experiences
it's all that counts

Different colours
brings the wind
each of them
is so unique

Strange feeling
to feel the sky
the time I wake up
I sense its mind

So,
I look through my window everyday
to see how it's feeling today
and what colour it choosed
to paint my day

But even the darkest mornings
when the wind furiously blows
awakening depression thoughts
and the ship is so **** lost

I see the beauty lying
in these dark shades
because the harmony
still remains

A bittersweet symphony
that inevitably occurs
You know it happens
You know it'll come
so just enjoy it
as long as you can

See the beauty of this world
smile when you're feeling low
cause darkness made you
be that strong

There's so much beauty in this world
where bright colours have dark spots
that make them brighter even more.

Cells burst
Telomeres shrink,
Hurtling towards destruction
He called me a misanthrope.
Know thyself, I said.
My life is chaos;
Pink moons and hurricanes
We all fall down
Dead woman walking

Her golden fingers
weave across my
cotton candy hair.

With my eyes closed
I let her kiss my face.
"Drink me in," she says
"for I am fleeting."

I laze as long as I dare
listening to the rituals,
The wave of notes and
flutter of wings around me.

I am the decay. I am the human.
Yet, Spring and her sprites
rejoice.