There’s always a morning, But there’s the night, too. Every faith has a savior, But the devil always follows suit. There will be spring,

The wind Loves To boast of Fickle love, But my

The stars belong to both the sun And the moon Just as my heart does belong to yo… You may not see me, but I’ll be there.

When you taste your own sweet tear… Know I’ll be there. When the night becomes a friend, Know

He thinks I’m pretty And maybe too witty, That I was worth the fight. He claimed he’s so glad. I’m the best he’s ever had.

I often cajole myself Into crying, But I refrain. I know I’ll never stop.

Someone’s teaching me to give up. It’s like unrequited love, But we’ll break up in the end. I’m showing myself to give up When I see how I fall asleep in c…

He helps her with her blush. She’s surging red, Velvet and soft like a rose. Her mouth’s gone dry With his wind.

I am a plummeting plane. I see the clouds go past, And I close my eyes, sometimes, But I still feel where I’m going. Sometimes, I feel that

There is no real romance like fore… There is no time or room to breath… But just the beating of their hear… Traps you. Like a rabbit hopelessly ensnared,

I don’t understand. I don’t understand the cruelty The darkness The fear This choking feeling.

In my daydreams, I used to be an acrobat, Flying through air Into capable hands. In my dreams,

What does it feel like on the day… Does it hurt? Today, I have just realized that, And it burns. It has burned the piece of my hear…

I’ve been waiting For years And days And all the seconds For a warm body.

I cannot bring myself to cry. I can’t decide if this is a curse Or a blessing.