To see and to feel,
To hear thoughts so real.
To bring out a tear,
or a smile, from fear.
To follow, to lead,
To conquer a steed.
To love, is to bleed,
It's not garunteed.
To fake an embrace,
To lie to my face,
To falsely portray,
What you do is okay.
To steal me from life,
To never cause strife,
To wait, to impend,
Than bring it all, to an end.
Nov 24, 2010
Nov 24, 2010 at 5:27 PM UTC
To see and to feel,
To hear thoughts so real.
To bring out a tear,
or a smile, from fear.
To follow, to lead,
To conquer a steed.
To love, is to bleed,
It's not garunteed.
To fake an embrace,
To lie to my face,
To falsely portray,
What you do is okay.
To steal me from life,
To never cause strife,
To wait, to impend,
Than bring it all, to an end.
Not finished, comments appreciated.- From Improvising.
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