So Sore...
Leave the drugs at the door
you cant stay here anymore
The love i had for you is dead
stale and getting into my head
I cant fake the sensations that once devoured my soul
the hours of force shoving our souls back together and whole
Let me go
Feeling so...
im tired and my tide is getting low
My lips still taste you, the you that once was
Posing for the Tiger while i sat and got a buzz
Im sore
no more
no scores, or
Ill Soar
Back to when love was but a whisper in the wind
Back to when hope was the only reason that i grinned
It isnt bad when the in-love lose their pride
it speaks unspoken words for the ride
love lasts within the insides of everyone's lost world
Leaving two souls to decide whether it is to be unfurled
Creation is a gift that only love can survive...
To Be Continued...
