What makes Sky father so angry?
It has always been a riddle to me.
My dark thoughts cannot catch
them – the quick patterns of
their flight into the twilight…
The cold kisses on my bare hands, I first thought was light rain was actually snow.
“You’re making me happy, and I might have to leave.”
I’m a used piece of kleenex – I’m soft but I’m strong -
Lots of people would fight
but they held to their love,
and there’s one ray of light…
But really, not so much for you as against the male does she bend over and inhale…
He looked like he was really dying, although his eyes were death-defying…
Do not believe what the press wrote about me! This is my story in MY words.
It seems to me
that i will forever be
… wings that flash and
flicker in sunlight, pursued by
Rolling waves and the cry of gulls
Can not hide,
Smell of rain on the wind…
Her past was not the purest;
she’s a lot more wild than tame,
like a fawn runs through the forest
and the victim gets the blame.
Waves crashing on a beach
The tears of time…
Her Royal Highness,
she shares her shyness
with the world.
Dead yellow leaves
Fallen on the ground ,
Like tear’s of Sorrow…
Distant damsels do not dare
display a splash of splendour,
sisters of the solemn stare…
“This love is like a living force
that makes you move along…”