Singing with laughter, painting manslaughter, Words of hatred, love that's not fated.
Singing to a love that's, ever been had. Singing so ure screaming, to a feeling so looming.
Word's of disguise ever so pertinent, that a voice so freaky that could give u ill treatment.
Making flowers bloom, aint gonna save no baby boom, for a world filled with so much lust, that our lives all turn to dust.
Oh where did that love go? for so many had hope.. The pain they had told, had them hung on a rope..
To love do us part, for life's wager to uncut, the many tears left to dry, by the thousands who had to die.
Well well.. dun worry im not talking about anyone in particular.. i came up wif this while thinking about the 9/11 incident..
Oh indeed where did the love go, that so many had been told, Is happiness but a show, in this world thats freezing so cold...
Hey now stop now to think, if you are the missing link, to another's yearning call, for the hurt they feel makes them fall...
Love your neighbours as yourself, for what good is life if care is left on a hard and dusty shelf, nothing's so hard about bringing a smile, if only u knew how pain could be so vile.
So really, lets stop think to consider, if our friends need some care and concern.. We all noe how it feels like to be oh so alone, thinking that the world is left to wither like bones..
My compositions are not to be copied! Read and comment all u like though :D
3:32 PM endless winter tales of life has ended, for now.
