Birds fly to the neck chilly heights,
see upon with a tendering sigh
Afraid to land upon a lousy soil;
glooming in disguise
Morally corrupt are the horrifying souls,
and captivated to the sweetest rose
Rose looses its shine;
appeasing hunger which knows no bound
I know no sweetness,just a fact-
I'm a girl need life; just in case I strive..
Jul 28, 2012
Jul 28, 2012 at 2:20 AM UTC
Birds fly to the neck chilly heights,
see upon with a tendering sigh
Afraid to land upon a lousy soil;
glooming in disguise
Morally corrupt are the horrifying souls,
and captivated to the sweetest rose
Rose looses its shine;
appeasing hunger which knows no bound
I know no sweetness,just a fact-
I'm a girl need life; just in case I strive..