There was once a boy
Who loved a girl
A very distant girl- haunted by her demons that no one else could see
The boy- lonely and afraid of pursuing his passions
The heat of the mid-July sun beating on their backs
On a little dirt road Далее to a vine-covered wall
That little boy handed the little girl a лайм, известь green envelope
Her name printed on that envelope in his fine pen writing
Their cheeks red and hearts pounding
The two continued their days apart
Both afraid their darkness will come over
And destroy what they tried to break
The день to follow, that little broken girl
Smiling a real smile for the first in years
Handed that little broken boy a letter
Folded in four with his name printed in her cursive
There, she held the answer to their cure
"Yes."
Upon eight years of friendship
And seventeen months of relationship
The two grow separate
Apart and distant
But the огонь never leaves
And it is in each other that they find their brokenness and pain mended
No matter the darkness in between.
Who loved a girl
A very distant girl- haunted by her demons that no one else could see
The boy- lonely and afraid of pursuing his passions
The heat of the mid-July sun beating on their backs
On a little dirt road Далее to a vine-covered wall
That little boy handed the little girl a лайм, известь green envelope
Her name printed on that envelope in his fine pen writing
Their cheeks red and hearts pounding
The two continued their days apart
Both afraid their darkness will come over
And destroy what they tried to break
The день to follow, that little broken girl
Smiling a real smile for the first in years
Handed that little broken boy a letter
Folded in four with his name printed in her cursive
There, she held the answer to their cure
"Yes."
Upon eight years of friendship
And seventeen months of relationship
The two grow separate
Apart and distant
But the огонь never leaves
And it is in each other that they find their brokenness and pain mended
No matter the darkness in between.
Vandals and crooks
an aging man, caught like a рыба on a hook
Getting reeled in, he's easy prey
Eyes sag, creating bags, pupils widen, creating paralysis
Confusion and fear
An ailing man, with рыба hooks everywhere
The biggest catch today
Pavement runs red, creating pain, flesh torn, creating animals
Torment and Horror
An aching man, aches no more
The рыба hook rips away
Smiles widen, creating youth, blood drips, creating paralysis
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an aging man, caught like a рыба on a hook
Getting reeled in, he's easy prey
Eyes sag, creating bags, pupils widen, creating paralysis
Confusion and fear
An ailing man, with рыба hooks everywhere
The biggest catch today
Pavement runs red, creating pain, flesh torn, creating animals
Torment and Horror
An aching man, aches no more
The рыба hook rips away
Smiles widen, creating youth, blood drips, creating paralysis
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“I’m so sorry,” I whispered. Shrinking into myself, I began to run away. The man wouldn’t catch me. But something held me back. I went back to him and reappeared. “Help me.” I wasn’t even sure he heard me I сказал(-а) it so low. Suddenly, my body couldn’t take the pain. There was a buzzing in my ears, a pounding in my head, and spots in my vision. It was then the darkness swallowed me whole.
I don't talk about this on a sheet
I want to everybody see
What Ты do of me
I'm become a princess
with a knight who not fearless
I want to watch a cloudless sky
because my сердце and my eyes cry
Chorus
It is what I want
It is what I need
And never other thing
that the Любовь which I want
The only thing I know
It's I'm better when Ты are
Near to me, did Ты know?
And I want that Ты are
Chorus
It's like
I have a нож in my back
It's like
I don't can stay in the black
Without what I want
Without what I need
Chorus x3
You're all I want
I'll be what Ты need
And ever other thing
If it's what Ты want
People say Цветы are beautiful.
They're beautiful, that's true.
They also provide oxygen for us.
People say weeds are ugly.
They apparently have no value,
Nor do they deserve to live.
I'm not talking weeds that grow in the garden.
I'm talking about wild plants.
Well, weeds are flowers, too.
Just give them a chance.
Once Ты get to know them, they're amazing.
They can be just as pretty as flowers.
I may not be an orchid или a sunflower.
I may not be a rose или an iris.
I'm еще of a dandelion.
I may be a weed, but I'm not so bad.
Give me half a chance. I'm pretty neat.
So, weeds are flowers, too.
Get to know them. They're pretty great.
They're beautiful, that's true.
They also provide oxygen for us.
People say weeds are ugly.
They apparently have no value,
Nor do they deserve to live.
I'm not talking weeds that grow in the garden.
I'm talking about wild plants.
Well, weeds are flowers, too.
Just give them a chance.
Once Ты get to know them, they're amazing.
They can be just as pretty as flowers.
I may not be an orchid или a sunflower.
I may not be a rose или an iris.
I'm еще of a dandelion.
I may be a weed, but I'm not so bad.
Give me half a chance. I'm pretty neat.
So, weeds are flowers, too.
Get to know them. They're pretty great.