no preference in particular
writing A's into E's
slipping past you with ease
please, gentle lover
I said it in jest!
it's hard to digest, I know, I know.
ride the wave of passion
take me past this disease
force me to make use of my time
help me, I'm crumbling
I don't think I can stand anymore
roll the die, let me die
can't handle your radiant eyes
can't deal with your selfish delusion
I was swimming by myself
you were too scared to join me
can I say I told you so?
is that a lie for a virtuous soul?
because good deeds follow goodness
green trees above the bushes