‘one,

‘one,

The death talking and breath taken away. “Home” that’s where she has left none helpless. “Hope” that’s what she has given to all! Because; her “smile”, the weapon, is breathless! To hide and to seek. “Hiding” all pleasures away from her highest peak. Streaming off the cliff into the ocean. for she shall not turn her cheek.

‘promise,

‘promise,

Prepare yourself for the worse, because you are the

Ruler of your own verse;

Oh thou beauty has me finding my curse.

Make my sin last until time passes away. Would you believe

In the beauty hidden in the laughter of child’s play?

Seek for what to has come in being honest,

Envy the unknown with your strongly promise!

‘symphony,

‘symphony,

 

Lost in words translation

and guided by your eyes dictation.

If we weren’t god’s creation

we would have been one nation.

so you spoke with me in flirtation so we could build a foundation and yet as lunatic the spirits are we had no relation! when there is a will ‘wherefore’ there was a cold kill. The wind was still and all went downhill.

‘misfit,

‘misfit,

Slowly I’m losing my hope, but strongly I’m gaining strength for me to elope. I’m A misfit for prolonging my desire. They called me the man, the one-word liar. You were my number one prior. Let’s not be both denier, or; shall we act in denial? “looking for life through my own magnifier I shall shoot and regain my crown fire”.

‘wherefore,

‘wherefore,

Do you always ask yourself wherefore do I breathe? couldn’t we just wish upon death, for we have to quote Macbeth; “Those clamorous harbingers of blood and death.”As glamorous life could be. Talking about the sun, ocean and the blue sky; We will always run away from our precious ally. Just one look in the eye is what it all needs to say good day and forever goodbye!

‘White lie,

‘White lie,

Waltzing through life as John Doe in search for myself while I seek for my train. Speaking in tongue and slowly as Mark Twain. “Apparently there is nothing that cannot happen today” such loose in strain we act all vain. We have our own fib; will you have that walk with me to Spain?