10/09/13
i’ve never met somebody who set my blood on fire quite like this with flames moving throughout my body
stirring emotions voices in my head i’m so confused this isn’t normal this isn’t right
A poem about rhyme A poem abou time What can you say About their little fray Thee is never time
Every thing seems to be changing around me And i’m not sure i’ll be
right or wrong it’s up to you each person has their own moral compass some people may
eyes wide open it’s the middle of the night eyes wide open and i’ve given
stand up be strong that’s what i’ve always been told keep fighting
Blood flow freely flow until i have no more to give Flow until you have
There is a boy sitting in a corner He is diffrent than other people and They leave him behind
What do you do when you’ve screwed up this bad and you’re not sure that it can be fixed
Don’t hide me from the rain Don’t hide me from the pain i still hear
i have learned over the years that love is no good It crushes your
A stranger standing In a street full Of people yet Can’t find himself People stand and
i hear people talk all day but they don’t know the words they say It’s like being on auto pilot same routine
sitting by a monument tower for those fallen befor us yet do we recognize