kiss me, kill me, hold me, thrill me
Ad 2:
2003-03-24 09:29:30 (UTC)

sonnet #2

I don't know why she makes me mad
To hear you talk it makes me sad
I see what she has done to you
But don't know how to fix, undo
I see how blinded you've become
With lust insight it makes you dumb
I want to take your sad away
To make you laugh and want to play
Those games we played late in the night
Back when things with you were right
When we were there just you and I
We'd chat and watch the hours go by
So save yourself while you still can
Before it fucks your life up man