Without a thought, abundance of reason . Take a gun called hate .Up against my heart. And pull the trigger.

It's over, it's only over

The smoke and mirrors .The lies that wind your tongue .Is this oppression what i wanted or what i needed? As i function on impatience. And my patience is wearing thin. And you live a lie that will destroy me

Bloods of love on profuse note, They are of yours ,It just trickled. Pressed it out & smear it out on the wall.

it reads, i ll come for you.

Manipulative is your way .To play this game. Love is just a lie .It happens all the time.

Vile is my vengeance

I like the way you cry . Break my heart and break my hands and let me down.I want to snap your neck in two. And leave you for dead, so dead

SHOT!

trigger, pulled
Its over now.

I witness the death of love. The victim killed the criminal.

In the black and white, wounds all bound. Sitting at the table, biting nails all short
The consequence of love. As i rips memoirs from my skin


i was confident, LOVE is dead , will never haunt me again.
bt sumhow, it persevere. its up now or never .appeared in form of my dreams
to liplock with her in several tender moments
as arms manuevere around her waist..


LOVE REINCARNATE..Its revival unanticipated. . pledges on a deja vu. .