It
started only as a game
Between
two minds, one is insane
Foolishly,
ignoring consequences
Still
shy, holding to abstinence
But
before she made amends
Blindly
hoping, not knowing all intents
She
let the following words flow,
Not
having forever, just taking it slow.
Regarding
the matter of making amends
The
reason why it started
World
views that departed
Led
to uncertain, possible ends.
As
long as it's written on paper
It
won't be carved in a stone
It
must therefore be safer
To
write it on sand, on a sea's shore.
Take
heed thus, the words won't last long,
Take
them with a grain of salt
To
your heart's content, like a song
Until
each one fulfills his part.
There's
something one should know
That
one can bear more
That
it'll ever be known
It
could be said that she'll never be on her knees
Unless
it's pure pleasure, not an endless abyss
That
she`ll never stop to listen
From
the shadows, to the sea
From
time to time she`ll let you miss her
I`m
joking ... that ... you`ll never see
However,
she won't ever bleed
On
those who did not cut her
And
if you ask, she`ll never leave
When
the world gets darker
And
always hear and speak with love
Trying
to be more subtle,
Make
you think you won
The
whole war, when it`s only a battle.
Not
letting the wounds show,
Never
let you feel cold alone,
Never
let you lose sight of the horizon
And
always doing it with more passion.
