in solemn promises made by heart. Games I played to turn my misery into art. a dictators hand alledged to be an act and multiple girls going down the same path.
one sided love in unstable waters
a life without you seems to be harder, even in peace l yearn for your arms which held me and played me for about seven months.
acts of her love, once written in paper, now turned into rhymes on how her soul is bitter. a sour taste in her mouth when inbetween my leg's.
Loving a blurred face and silent woes, who nursed champagne problems and voluntary lows.
discovery of lies and wrong doings, staying stuck in a night of misery, and in years of longing. your unforgettable love forever engraved in every cascade that descend down my face.
