May 2018
How hard can it be to mend a heart.. all those sticky sinews,
Barely beating, begging for something new
The many and the few
Boot stomped, and regret kept fretting
Letting them trash the ****
I meant it when I said I loved
To be sick... the paradise within us
Go,
add a dash of bliss
And It Creates the perfect mix
Sit back and let the cryptic sink in..
Barely beating, begging for something new
The many and the few
Boot stomped, and regret kept fretting
Letting them trash the ****
I meant it when I said I loved
To be sick... the paradise within us
Go,
add a dash of bliss
And It Creates the perfect mix
Sit back and let the cryptic sink in..
A glimpse at how a ship sinks.. Rumi said love was like a river flowing through your chest... What do they say about pain and heartache
