sorrow bitter sorrow

nary as sweet as they calmed  

forgiven my sins

but refused the prise of battle

in glory snuffed by flame

and curse the name of god

that made you and your beauty

and may devils burn boils and pox

on your flawless porcelain skin

for all the times you made me grovel

just to tell me off again

harmonize with harts on strings

pay the teller make him sing

walk the floor move with the swing

and find my self a hot young thing

tell her she's nothing but a bit6 fling

and watch her tell me everything

I play the fiddle she gave me the sheet  

giggle inside because I feel the heat

keeping her sittin on the edge of her seat

rocking back and forth as she moves to the beet

walked a block back to her house rubbing on her feet

she brakes out a 40s Marsanne and some reek

so I drink and we freak

and in the morning I peace

and yea that's the story of how I met your niece

allegedly I covet thee

forsooth the truth will set me free

from the ring you have for me

yea I ****** your best friend Bre

so please oh please stop stalking me

granted I'm a loser and a bit of a ***

but It's not like all I'm after is a one night pass

if you gave me just a week or two

maybe the fun would last

and make me look like less of a run

and more like a season pass

home alone

keeled at the throne

rejecting the friends found in bottles and so

I look at the phone

my logic low flows

and I get the idea to call up an old **

but ***** brain says hay ** do you wanna bone

and she gets all ******* like ah hell no

so now I gadda wonder if the drug life blows

blow that's an idea get my dealer on the phone

Like a storm

Lost forlorn

Crying in the night

Like a seer

More then fear

Cut from mortal sight

In a dream

I see her screaming

Taking her own life

Nightmare waking

Unlifelike shaking

Coldest afterlife

lies cant bend it

time cant brake it

god stands at a pace

it's true unerring

kind almost scary

like a falling grace

when your weak

it makes you stand

when your meek

it makes you grand

and when it comes

it never comes exactly though you'd planed  

you cant touch it

so you feel it

wile in due time life revels it  

bet the Beatles said it best

its love, love, love, love, love...