The Anti-Virus
An etrenal injection Of my lasting affection This cold, cruel world and its constant rejection I cant take it So I turn to the face of another The face of a goddess A face of my lover She opens her arms I rest in her grasp She opens her lips And tell me it lasts My heart keeps pounding My breath slowly shortens I look up at her She smiles back down And strokes her hand through my hair I thought I would drown You lift my spirit And take the pain Brittney My angel This goddess Keeps me this sane
(I love you this one I wrote for you heart )
[Skill] · Mon Jun 26, 2006 @ 05:39pm · 1 Comments |