The kiss in a nightmare of love
By M. Martin
I’ve walked the plank for love
When I got to the end I leapt
I climbed to the top for love,
Only to be shoved of my love itself
I hung onto the edge for love, in faith
And guess who stamped on my hands?
I screamed and roared like a lion for love,
It only got me time.
I never received a letter from love
Until love said goodbye
Alone again, alone again
With love in my heart I’ve cried
Tears of defeat that I had to think of love
After my heart has died
Posted on September 2, 2008 at 3:00pm —
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