The poet in me is bursting to be free
To take the pen of countless men and write
“Oh to break through this mess of angry love
to put right what has died in me.
The strong surviving part that cries tears
Has many fears of living”
Breakout prisoner of mine and don’t analyze yourself
Be young in passion and take care
In fashion of the reckless
Be reckless, loveless lover
MOORE
Apr 15, 2021
Apr 15, 2021 at 11:13 PM UTC
The poet in me is bursting to be free
To take the pen of countless men and write
“Oh to break through this mess of angry love
to put right what has died in me.
The strong surviving part that cries tears
Has many fears of living”
Breakout prisoner of mine and don’t analyze yourself
Be young in passion and take care
In fashion of the reckless
Be reckless, loveless lover
MOORE