when a whisper turns into a rumer, no one is safe
as I remember those soft fingers and tender touch
that numb the lies
the essance of a battle, can be found in the vortex
of the combatants who's sores are scarred memories
If you feel alone on this earth you won't be
you still have your ego
If the mistakes you make multiply
you can subtract each one by love and commitment
Feb 14, 2014
Feb 14, 2014 at 9:52 PM UTC
when a whisper turns into a rumer, no one is safe
as I remember those soft fingers and tender touch
that numb the lies
the essance of a battle, can be found in the vortex
of the combatants who's sores are scarred memories
If you feel alone on this earth you won't be
you still have your ego
If the mistakes you make multiply
you can subtract each one by love and commitment