A flowersways as she sproutswith the way of the windwaiting for the rain toreach her roots againA beelands on her lavender petalsas quick as he came, ..
i was never scared of the darkjust scared what was in iti was never scared of taking a jumpjust scared of what i'd hit on the way downi was never scar..
a little bit of love remainsrelationships are like cigarettes.lust is the nicotine.beauty is the lighter.time is the fire.ashes are history.trust is t..