They know nothing of love
But we shall shallow thrie minds
Make them feel the grievence of it
Let them leave their hopless romantics behind
Love is the drug
Causing the disease
The one that make you cry
The one you cannot please
You leave the feared tears
To the ones who dont care-
Blessed with beauty,
Cursed with dispair
No hym could salvage
The heart of the monster
The rain still fallls
As the darkness consumes the cure
The cure, i fear, is shattered
The silhouett has run away
For love is more complicated
Than choosing the right way.
i was inspired pacefully. if that makes any sense, but it does to me. i'll write the details of it later.