When will this end?
Mass shootings
Terrorist attacks
Police brutality
They say it's just a gun control problem
They say it cannot be fixed
I say the problem is deeper
I say there is hope
When will this end?
Income inequality
Veterans living on the streets, penniless,
Dying by their own hands everyday.
They say this world can change for the better
But nothing has changed...
And I truly do fear
Nothing ever will
When will Любовь start?
The день we offer a hand to the fallen
Instead of cringing back in shock
And running away
When will our world change?
The день we Любовь too much to kill
The день others' pain is our pain
The день we act instead of just talking about it
"It's impossible"
"We're too broken to be mended"
"It's a hopeless battle"
I say, let us try.
Mass shootings
Terrorist attacks
Police brutality
They say it's just a gun control problem
They say it cannot be fixed
I say the problem is deeper
I say there is hope
When will this end?
Income inequality
Veterans living on the streets, penniless,
Dying by their own hands everyday.
They say this world can change for the better
But nothing has changed...
And I truly do fear
Nothing ever will
When will Любовь start?
The день we offer a hand to the fallen
Instead of cringing back in shock
And running away
When will our world change?
The день we Любовь too much to kill
The день others' pain is our pain
The день we act instead of just talking about it
"It's impossible"
"We're too broken to be mended"
"It's a hopeless battle"
I say, let us try.
love bites
Ты hurt me,
Both externally,
And internally,
Ты twist a pin into my heart,
And gather my flowing blood onto a cart.
Ты think Ты can hurt me,
Just because Ты gave me money,
Ты think Ты can make my life like hell,
Just because I am the one who made Ты fell.
I wish Ты have never дана birth to me,
I wish I can expose what Ты are for all to see.
I hate you,
And I hate Ты to the heart's core,
I want Ты to hear my vengeful call.
I respect Ты because I must,
Yet Ты blame me for not giving Ты my trust.
How can I love, или trust, a person like you?
Who makes me feel I'm feebler than cotton wool?
I am forever imprisoned to Ты by blood,
For as long as I live,
The relation between us cannot be cut,
But soon I will take my leave,
Hoping that forever Ты will grieve
Both externally,
And internally,
Ты twist a pin into my heart,
And gather my flowing blood onto a cart.
Ты think Ты can hurt me,
Just because Ты gave me money,
Ты think Ты can make my life like hell,
Just because I am the one who made Ты fell.
I wish Ты have never дана birth to me,
I wish I can expose what Ты are for all to see.
I hate you,
And I hate Ты to the heart's core,
I want Ты to hear my vengeful call.
I respect Ты because I must,
Yet Ты blame me for not giving Ты my trust.
How can I love, или trust, a person like you?
Who makes me feel I'm feebler than cotton wool?
I am forever imprisoned to Ты by blood,
For as long as I live,
The relation between us cannot be cut,
But soon I will take my leave,
Hoping that forever Ты will grieve
"Mrs.Sanchez?"!!
When Ты think Ты think your in love. Its just a trick. When Ты feel like your falling Ты are. Your fallin down and down intill Ты fall on spikes. The spikes peirce every part of your body but most of all they hit your heart. Thats why Ты fell like your bleeding from the inside to the outside. Thats why it hurts so badly.
Любовь can be a trick. But sometime it can be real. It takes a long time to see if it is. During that time your in danger of falling on spikes. BUt if it is real, then, when Ты fall, your falling into a heaven on earth. When Ты fall with the one your supposed to be with then your arent in danger with the spikes anymore.
Tell me what this artical makes Ты feel. If Ты think Im right, или if im wrong, im curios to what Ты think. Thankyou!
Любовь can be a trick. But sometime it can be real. It takes a long time to see if it is. During that time your in danger of falling on spikes. BUt if it is real, then, when Ты fall, your falling into a heaven on earth. When Ты fall with the one your supposed to be with then your arent in danger with the spikes anymore.
Tell me what this artical makes Ты feel. If Ты think Im right, или if im wrong, im curios to what Ты think. Thankyou!
This is when he leaned in to breath down her neck
How did this happen, nothings write like a plane not taking flight? It’s wrong like a song with no end. или a paper but no pen. Were this is coming from I cannot explain. Maybe its ur pointless silly games. Like in hide and go seek am I not aloud to peek. Ты were wrong and so was I. Are arguments are now in the sky. There done. No redo's или undo's to bring it back. There finished almost deminished.But Ты bring them back. Back again to haunt me. To taunt me into your little game. But it wont work. Ты wont get me. Not this time.Cuz my life Is mine.
