i need a reason to livei told her that shecould live to be that
Transcendental Pi: π
As the hours are inching closer
stillness descends on me.
Blue ribbon clouds,sapphire sky.Swirl it with my hand.With one eye closed…
hand made love on glassone distant song sung by a roseeverything connects in this sea
Circle of your arms,
life under your charm,
Gullible was I,
believed your story,
I put you in my stories.
I sing you in my songs.
She did it all diamonds, tarot, gold,nothing was enough for her to hold.
Memory comes flooding the mind stronger than reality,
Eyes that burn into mine,mesmerizing my mind.Burnt and seared my soul,made me believe in love,forked tongue that praisedand ripped at the same…