Torn from the womb prematurely there were no baby cries
Inspiration The praise of insight is mysteries that
Do you dance to love songs do you dream as the music plays on So lonely
The falling ambers of love still smolder with hope that time
none cares to listen as the rose peddle falls none sees
*** Dreams neatly folded lying in a dresser drawer
So full of hate your demons of evil they wait for your command and hunger
Your selfishness love’s it’s compassion in your bizarre world of conceit
*** captivated by your style a fever of wanting overcomes me
The pretense of deep affection is given as innocence’s is spilled
the tale of lost feelings that once held dreams holds none
She lost her innocence’s to the dark side of life in her room all alone
Feelings concealed behind a disguise falling from love those sweet
Physical misery torments me impaired for life my body is weak my lips tremble
*** Caressing your picture in my sleep I sigh of love