I meet this girl pretty you see
my heart let me go and love to be
Yes as pretty as sin on an open sea
My heart let her in an her to me
Treacherous heart of mine with glee
open me up for all to see
The wrythem of love the extasy
movement of love in all its me
Climax in pain of mind
ripping and flowing across my brain
calling and ripping in my mind
excrusating pain across my brain
The line had been crossed from pleasure to pain
My treacherous heart had struck again
this is a story of truth of love and pain
never will I trust my heart again
No comments:
Post a Comment