To forget ones right to love, is contempt,
To forget to love is to fleece in despair,
To live in contempt is to enjoy the wicked,
To enjoy the wicked, is to love none but the final breath of air.
sexta-feira, 22 de agosto de 2008
Unforgiven
What I've felt What I've known Never shined through in what I've shown Never be Never see Won't see what might have been What I've felt What I've known Never shined through in what I've shown Never free Never me So I dub thee unforgiven.
Sem comentários:
Enviar um comentário