You Could See
By Treas
Scared to death I sneak around Nothing more but to make a sound I shall do not, what I do to you For me. .this is what happens too Lots of things happen now For reasons, I don’t know how Careless we never find Anything that’s meant to remind Slackingly we feel the pain It makes us all go insane We can’t stand it anymore What is it, what’s it for Doubtly we know what it’s for It’s the key that opens the door The door to love and peace And that’s just the least There’s more but you’ll never see Because you aren’t the holder of a key Have God in your heart and soul And the beauty is what you will toll. Written February 16th, 2002 © on Feb 16 2002 06:30 AM PST 18 • 0 • 12
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"Scared to death I sneak around..."