The Vasser of Shame
Damnest me for trying to
be a sweet and kind person
Damnest me that she makest
me beleive; I'm her only person
My broken heart and troubled
mind might be in need of releif
God bless my soul and have me
to hold true to my beliefs
Love is performed while I ignore
and bring nothing to light
The calmest times are within the
storm and those storms are at
night
I perform my task and wonder
if it is done this n chore
than to think again she was
all I had adored
Days and nights restore my
strength that I might bring
her back to center
Damnest me I am a fool
and she back peddles to
winter
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