to lauren
Lauren
She sits alone on her bed
with a heartfelt dream and innocent eyes.
Though theses evil things are fed
by minds thought and divine lies.
yet she grows more fragile
with every fallen tear.
She shall weap all the while
from love strife and fear.
And she becomes more beautiful and as beautiful
as a painting not worthy of its portrait.
Like a sea not worthy of its breath...
With every tear feeds passion,
and every smile comes compassion.
She sits alone on her bed
with a heartfelt dream and innocent eyes.
Though theses evil things are fed
in minds thought and divine lies.
Her dreams still flow
like a river's bend for
or i am a bird .........
and she is my wind!
Brandon
She sits alone on her bed
with a heartfelt dream and innocent eyes.
Though theses evil things are fed
by minds thought and divine lies.
yet she grows more fragile
with every fallen tear.
She shall weap all the while
from love strife and fear.
And she becomes more beautiful and as beautiful
as a painting not worthy of its portrait.
Like a sea not worthy of its breath...
With every tear feeds passion,
and every smile comes compassion.
She sits alone on her bed
with a heartfelt dream and innocent eyes.
Though theses evil things are fed
in minds thought and divine lies.
Her dreams still flow
like a river's bend for
or i am a bird .........
and she is my wind!
Brandon