May 15, 2005 18:44
Do You Care
she gazes toward the sky
for what she does not know why
is it for buried treasure and shiny things
or just to look for the better things
As she sitts upon the rocks
she wonders who carries the key to her lock
lock of love? no
not the lock of love but of pain and fucking tears
whom ever has this key has had it for many years
no control over her life she says fuck this strife
covered in the gilt of caring to much
she knows the burden she carrys and such
burden of sweetness like northern lights
her future is not very bright
soon it will all fall upon her
just like the rolling thunder she hears
from 6 feet under.
Love is a Place
she feels the warmth on her face
his embrace
he wont let go but careful as if she were lace
his embrace
sealing a kiss in its one and only case
his embrace
says goodnight but not in a race
his embrace
love me deeply