" i feel your a godo guy to have has a friend..i love talking to you and i think you always have great ideas and your a fum guy and i think yor really smart but i just cant see us as anymore then friends"
mislead sorrow all through the night friends must shiver apon the sight you risk it all...blind to comprehend sadness breeds sadness, you learn at the end your friends just shiver apon the sight of mislead sorrow all through the night
Sometimes all they see Is the rhyme, when there is so much more inbetween the line When metaphor and rythem combine, they can only stare at the line a heart beat away from the truth, the thought, only to let their minds rot If I could only make them see, but ofcourse, I like it like this really.