For better for worse,
In life or hearse,
Love is love,
For smiles or hurt.
Love is just,
But wanderlust,
Back to you,
To them I front.
Unshackled hands,
But bonded feet,
An enslaved man,
In satin sheets.
Nostalgic thoughts,
For who we were,
The future's lost,
The past a blur.
A change'd man,
With reddened hands,
For bloodshed changed,
A tainted plan.
Can't do with,
Can't do without.
A softened hand,
Or hardened mouth.
So give me mine,
And keep what's yours.
A gated heart,
At heavens doors.
For better for worse,
In life or hearse,
Love is love,
For smiles or hurt.
Aug 16, 2013
Aug 16, 2013 at 5:57 AM UTC
For better for worse,
In life or hearse,
Love is love,
For smiles or hurt.
Love is just,
But wanderlust,
Back to you,
To them I front.
Unshackled hands,
But bonded feet,
An enslaved man,
In satin sheets.
Nostalgic thoughts,
For who we were,
The future's lost,
The past a blur.
A change'd man,
With reddened hands,
For bloodshed changed,
A tainted plan.
Can't do with,
Can't do without.
A softened hand,
Or hardened mouth.
So give me mine,
And keep what's yours.
A gated heart,
At heavens doors.
For better for worse,
In life or hearse,
Love is love,
For smiles or hurt.
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