Oh Life..oh life...oh life
How badly you have been painted
With black colours and greasy paint
As beautiful as you are, it's strange
That people give up on you, shameful disgrace
A bottle is beautiful, alcohol corrupts it
The mouth is sweet, bad omen destroy it
The heart is pure, bad thoughts occupy it
Love is divine, people poison it
Life is awesome, its inhabitants ignore it
True love is not a word, it's a feeling
When it comes, you would know
Sit back and watch the show unfold
That your heart was broken once
Does not mean that love is no more
That you love was stoned to death
Does not mean it cannot resurrect
Your knight is on the way or might have passed
But he is yours and yours alone, I trust
True love never dies, if it dies it's not true
A message Toniella from Leah to you
About the Creator
Harydo Neon
I drain my thoughts through my pen. That's the only way I breathe.
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