Poems from azsxw1
[Verse one]Goodbyes are the hardestwhen all you know is hellothis prison is the hardestbelieve me you should knowthis pain that you...
It's a sad kind of Love it's a kiddish kind of loveIt's a crazy kind of lovethe love that I have
You can't touch my loveyou can't feel my...
There is no passion left in these bonesall that was true has left me aloneI beg and plead for it to returnbut alas it leaves and I'm...
If a rose had a sent
and that sent had a name
I'd say it was you
the sent which you had claimed
If a tree bore fruit
and that fruit tasted...
We hope to see trees in bloom
we hope to see them all
we hope to see afternoon
we hope to see night fall
we hope to see beauty come
we hope...