The rich get greedier
The poor ones expire
No more hopeless romantic poets
To maketh a muse of his attire
For what's required?
To loose thy world
And gain thy truest love?
Thou must let go of pride
Be humbled
To mi amour mode!!!!!
Jun 16, 2015
Jun 16, 2015 at 6:39 PM UTC
The rich get greedier
The poor ones expire
No more hopeless romantic poets
To maketh a muse of his attire
For what's required?
To loose thy world
And gain thy truest love?
Thou must let go of pride
Be humbled
To mi amour mode!!!!!
