Some poetry
First time
I see the sun is shining,
those flovers reach out for it.
You are smiling to me
like you always do.
Then you gather me dozen willowherbs,
you say you can't afford roses.
Clouds are draining to sky
conting the sun.
First time I see what you really are,
and I don't like what I see.
Shades confusion.
You are like vulture
craving my blood.
My blood in the snow
just red drops in the white foil.
Like the white cat hunting little bird
and killing it.
That you do to me.
Petals and flovers breaking the through land
like I try to
And there we roll and roll, twist.
You and me
prowler and it's catch
rolling in the field of blood.
I see the sun is shining,
those flovers reach out for it.
You are smiling to me
like you always do.
Then you gather me dozen willowherbs,
you say you can't afford roses.
Clouds are draining to sky
conting the sun.
First time I see what you really are,
and I don't like what I see.
Shades confusion.
You are like vulture
craving my blood.
My blood in the snow
just red drops in the white foil.
Like the white cat hunting little bird
and killing it.
That you do to me.
Petals and flovers breaking the through land
like I try to
And there we roll and roll, twist.
You and me
prowler and it's catch
rolling in the field of blood.