Icy lace around the heart
grows each moment I see him.
And it hurts
as ashes plug
Deeper into love vehicle.
The bursts of love
Slowly leaving me
I'm bleeding.
Thrilled to see you
Stop. Wake up.
He is not true.
He's killing.
Passion overwhelms me
Each sec I see his eyes
But hasn't get you yet
Who are you?
Fire, water, passion, faith or lies?
For good or hour and a half
Is our time for love?
And other staff?
***
Please, dinch your cigarette
Don't catch the fire in the rye
Stop killing my imagination
Stop the Fi.re.
Stop the Fi.re.
17/09/2015