Friday, June 12

"The Tree" poem


everytime i imagine you the lies start to paint me tonight the moon shines so brightly beneath the tree they gave up upon our lives holds the ebony and ivory side by side we will find our way out tonight everytime i draw you my heart starts to pound in like creepy crawlies under my bed tries to haunt me calling and calling my name out so many times cause everytime i imagine you the lies start to paint me tonight the moon shines so brightly beneath the tree they gave up upon our lives holds the ebony and ivory side by side we will find our way out tonight for all the days we were together all was your, all was your, fault ..