as the world turns it burns deeper than remourse for lost souls
That died a death beyond pain and suffering is where you find my heart sinking deeper with every step
Cause Im Lusting for You.
My friend better known as foe.
My Juliet rose with petals too beautiful to look away from
But as poisonous as arrows in the innocent, or the creation of guns.
As I run out of ideas to appear more as appeal than the worst sight you’ve known of a man.
I incline my mind to a thought that you indeed seek me with a deep cry. That I can’t even understand.
It’s bizarre how far lovers are willing to go on a dangerous road to meet each other, to kill and steal away.
While being undercover.