Life In Prison my gun is loaded with anguish that will never end cocking the hammer
She lost her innocence’s to the dark side of life in her room all alone
Only innocence can hold dreams within like the sigh of love
If all the angels are in heaven what do I do with my dreams do I lock them up
Never My Love With her dying breath she whispered my tomorrow
Loving you madly with kisses picture sweet in a frame of glass and wood
The hounds of hell wags their tails while drooling with anticipation
Within truth is seldom told from the
You’re the essence in love the poem in my heart
I confess my love for all to see I ask for your hand
There’s no need to take cover the morning light cast no shadows on love
In my head a silent angel sleeps as I listening to the essence
I only want you underneath the Christmas tree completely unwrapped
*** Dreams neatly folded lying in a dresser drawer
Wee Hours *** The overwhelming essence in my heart
