Sunday, August 23, 2015
In my honesty can u believe me?
I have had good intentions beneath my ecstasy
I have hold beautiful flowers just to see
But they are crushed between my fingers
And seems like they will add to my sins
A man should be comfort by his dreams
Not by the sleep
But I have found pleasure in these rest
While you confront me into my fate
To be judged for my own embrace.