Draw no Envy to my own beauty into my world of dreams I know I have two names when it comes to my fame but remember we all bleed the same , Draw no envy ; When it comes to Love Love is like a beautiful dove an open book to all who takes a look let that beauty shine deep within , My own fame comes in rain when my heart feels so much pains when the heart is broken it is ready to be spoken on my silk written words in blood stain ink of what my heart bleeds, My fame is being written on the pages of emotions, When it comes from the heart everyone can feel that spark when love has depart into the dark, blind affections of true reflections when the heart bleeds out on sea into a winters breeze that make the heart freeze echoes of crying hold the sighing of long ago , when Love taken a stroll The pains of fame made a home on pages of blood stain ink as the heart truly bleeds ill fortunes of lonely rage that comes along with age, applause to the old crying moon May and June has seen better of days that words had warm the ears that hears tears that falls with autumn winds wishing Love would find it's way back again.