Desolation

Sweet memories are bitter; For some reason it is for it is No rehab no cure for this overlong slumber, Nor a mistake for this miss I thought we can go through this – together But that’s just a hope for a crazy; demented man You had only bitter it up – forever I don’t think my heart will cure since then Don’t think of saying sorry or getting mercy Though you have that good-looking eyes But a human will always be like Mr. Kersey Forgiving, kind and nice That person will never be your friend Nor a backpacker companion for thee I think I will go through sea and land I will be at your heart immediately Walk through the isle like a man And gracefully like a woman I don’t know how much pain That I will have to suffer Never had the thought of having inclination with you Like they said in the story of an unseen story Where a bitter getaway will have to get through Or else it will be a pain cause of a dilatory