четвъртък, 4 април 2013 г.
All I crave is inner peace.
I wouldn't strife for the world's salvation.
I wouldn't love the ones who suffer
if they didn't love me in return.
If I had a form, I'd be.
My words shall not confuse or clutter.
Take my promise as they burn.
Eyes open, latches locked,
books dusted, hearts untouched.
Where, where is your God?
Do you feel what mines are at?
If I had a heart, I'd love you,
I would shut the gates of Hell.
But I don't. All I crave is
all my being to be well.
Публикувано от Halinor в 16:24 ч.