Wall
Johnny | 6 March 2006, 3:59pmWall,
Which seemed to cling on the call.
High was it to cope,
Hope was the only rope.
Father Father, she cried,
Made the angels lied.
Man made the God,
for he was to be loved.
Emotions within her,
She Swore to her brow.
She would repent it all,
if only it was real.
Emotions from past,
Traumas from the lust,
Haunt her till last,
making her go in tryst.
Was she to be blamed,
For she isnt tamed.
She could be He,
He made she.
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1. By Evangelis | 14 Mar 2006, 1:16am
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2. By Johnny | 15 Mar 2006, 9:48am
Excooos me?
3. By Shrink | 15 Mar 2006, 12:51pm
I'm confoooosed...very very confooosed :-/